Disclaimer: Digimon is not mine. Otherwise you'd think I was a creator getting kicks for writing stuff that wasn't in the anime.
Warning! Taisuke.
chapter 2
In the meanwhile...
Everything was quiet in Taichi's room. It was too late to sing carols around the Christmas tree. Besides, Hikari had thrown mistletoe out of the window the moment Daisuke stepped in the apartment. Everybody had already gone to sleep. Two boys lay side by side in the dark, on Taichi's bed.
A lonely flicker of the candle on the table was reflected in the dark window. Snowflakes danced in the air outside, sparkling in the city lights. Daisuke watched the snowflakes; no emotions were present on his face, nothing - only two dark streaks of tears. Taichi drew him into the circle of his arms and impulsively kissed his temple.
The smaller boy woke up from his meditation and stared at his idol.
"Payback's time," Taichi whispered.
Daisuke blushed; he had no idea Taichi realised that Daisuke had been kissing him near the concert hall. He stammered.
"Shh..." Taichi said. "That's okay... I'm here, with you. That's all that matters."
Daisuke nodded and fell silent again watching the snowflakes being blown away in the dark sky.
"I can't believe Ken said it to me," he sighed bitterly. "I can't believe he's with Yamato now..."
"Dai..." Taichi landed his hand on the back of the boy's head. "Stop it."
"But don't you..." Daisuke rose on his elbow and looked in his face. There was so much torture in his features that the smaller boy was ashamed of his question. "You're so strong," he said in a small voice, "you're so brave. Always the best. And you don't cry..."
"But it hurts now... right there." Taichi covered his chest with his palm. "I miss him... his kisses..."
"Kisses," Daisuke said dully. "I didn't even have a chance..." He lowered his head on Taichi's shoulder; the mutual grief united the boys, they were struggling to put the shattered pieces of their hearts together. "You were right then," Daisuke said. "I would kiss Ken, just once." Taichi turned on his side and sincerely hugged Daisuke to his chest.
"Here, Dai-chan, don't worry. I'm sure Ken would call you in the morning and apologise..."
"After he spent the night with Yamato?" Daisuke said doubtfully. Taichi cringed. Every time he thought of Yamato, where there had been warmth and pleasure before, now was only emptiness.
"I'm sorry..." the mahogany-haired took a breath; he wanted to ask so many questions that seemed cruel and inconsiderate now and he chewed his lips in hesitation.
"Taichi?" he ventured. "Did he hurt you?"
The brown-haired nodded.
"What was it like - kissing him?" Daisuke asked with a tiniest bit of envy in his voice.
"It was wonderful... I loved him for that.."
"You love him still?"
"I don't know," Taichi lingered with the answer. "There are moments when I think everything is fine, and next minute I want to break down and... I'm afraid I will hate him... I know he wants to be just friends, and I want to hate him for that."
"You ...too?" Daisuke asked unsurely. Taichi found that Daisuke was shaking slightly.
"Dai-chan...? Dai-chan..."
"I took him for granted..." the boy mumbled into his pillow, hiding his burning face, and continued in a strangely strained voice, "And I lost him to.." Daisuke broke into sobs. "I refused him cause there was a small part of me that hated him," he said.
"What?!" Taichi exclaimed. Ken and Daisuke were... Ken was in love with him?! "What do you mean?!" he asked the startled boy, who crouched on the bed. Taichi rubbed his hand on his back in a soothing gesture. Daisuke spilt his secrets to him.
"I told him... I didn't need him in that way... It could've been different now..." he looked with a desperate plead into Taichi's chocolate eyes. "After the first Jogress he asked me maybe it was destiny for me to be with him.. He meant love... But I said he imagined things... I told him to forget it and stop acting like hentai. I told this charming kind boy to sod off!..." Daisuke shuddered. "I wanted to tell Ken what Yamato told him in his song. But his words made me feel strange and I went away. Of course, I have no right to be jealous. But... it's just... if he's with Yamato... I don't want it..."
Daisuke edged his face closer to the pensive one of the brunette. Two amber eyes bored into Taichi's face, into the small frown on his forehead, then eyes, then lips... It was strange to have a warm Daisuke close by his freezing heart and flutters rose in Taichi's stomach.
"Taichi..." the boy whispered. When the brunette woke up from his spell of dark thoughts and looked down into his burning eyes. "Taichi, you will never leave me, right?"
"Sure, Dai," the boy answered in a kind of a daze.
The meek amber stare brushed his lips again and sank into the pillow. "Good," the boy mumbled. A twitch of a strange sensation shot through Taichi's body again.
"Do you love me, Daisuke?" he asked quietly, afraid to be mistaken or misunderstood. Daisuke remained impassive. Taichi's hand glided over the side of Daisuke's face before lifting it up to him.
"Do you love me?" he repeated in a hoarse voice.
"Yes."
"I love you too," Taichi said. He noticed a blissful blush on the boy's cheeks. "Daisuke?"
"I've never been kissed before.." Daisuke said quietly. On impulse, it must have been on impulse, because Taichi never gave it any thought, he bent his head and took his lips gently with his own, sealing their vow of love.
"Don't worry." he said quietly. "Here, it's not bad at all..."
He kissed him again; and Daisuke remembered all the times he saw the movie stars kiss and tilted his head like they did in the movies, parting his lips. Yes, it must feel great... At first, Taichi was shocked by his actions - he didn't not intend to kiss Daisuke like that! no, Daisuke was a little boy and his protege... and so alluring - Taichi's tongue experimentally slipped inside, washing the insides of his mouth with his heavy smell and slippery feeling, and Daisuke choked.
"Don't worry," Taichi muttered.
Despite that reassurance, Daisuke was very worried.
Daisuke grasped for oxygen, intended not for his lungs, but for his brain who seemed determined not to discuss the situation with Daisuke. Finally, after what seemed an endless kiss, Taichi put some distance between their lips.
"See.. nothing's so scary, Dai-chan..."
Everything was very scary. He wanted to shake Taichi's hands off, but his hands, ignorant of his will, pulled the elder boy back in connection with his mouth. It was a hot contact and the one Taichi did not see coming. Daisuke studied Taichi's breath, with nervous puffs of air coming in and out of his lungs. At any time, their tongues, which only brushed one another by accident, would clash in a deep exploring kiss.
Taichi sat back and stripped of his singlet.
Daisuke raised his worried face to the elder boy.
"What is it?" Taichi asked.
"What are we going to do?"
The brunette's mind was devoid of suggestions. He could imagine only one thing to be done but it was
- sweet... -
forbidden.
"Have fun?" he breathed out.
"Did you do it with Yamato?"
"No," Taichi said hoarsely.
"I vote for fun," Daisuke said in a brave voice.
Taichi's eyes were then on one level with his own. His lips left a wet trail of kisses on Daisuke's neck.
Daisuke's arms went around his shoulders and the boy pressed closer, wishing to be touched more...
***(a/n right, that's it, do I have to explain that they had sex? *grin* Oh, they're so cute...)
Time passed, as the boys rested, panting and sweating. They loved each other in their own way and now they came to discover it. They may not have been two matching halves of a soul, but it had little say in the end, because they knew they could be happy.
There were no more words exchanged between them that night. The clock struck two in the morning. Merry Christmas.
Daisuke eased himself from Taichi's hot arms and grabbed the pillow and a blanket. His eyes closed peacefully. Taichi brushed the side of his face with his hand. Daisuke cuddled close to Taichi and both of them fell asleep, two snuffling lovers exhausted and sate. Across the room behind the window the heavy wall of snowflakes hid them from the world.
tsuzuku...
Warning! Taisuke.
chapter 2
In the meanwhile...
Everything was quiet in Taichi's room. It was too late to sing carols around the Christmas tree. Besides, Hikari had thrown mistletoe out of the window the moment Daisuke stepped in the apartment. Everybody had already gone to sleep. Two boys lay side by side in the dark, on Taichi's bed.
A lonely flicker of the candle on the table was reflected in the dark window. Snowflakes danced in the air outside, sparkling in the city lights. Daisuke watched the snowflakes; no emotions were present on his face, nothing - only two dark streaks of tears. Taichi drew him into the circle of his arms and impulsively kissed his temple.
The smaller boy woke up from his meditation and stared at his idol.
"Payback's time," Taichi whispered.
Daisuke blushed; he had no idea Taichi realised that Daisuke had been kissing him near the concert hall. He stammered.
"Shh..." Taichi said. "That's okay... I'm here, with you. That's all that matters."
Daisuke nodded and fell silent again watching the snowflakes being blown away in the dark sky.
"I can't believe Ken said it to me," he sighed bitterly. "I can't believe he's with Yamato now..."
"Dai..." Taichi landed his hand on the back of the boy's head. "Stop it."
"But don't you..." Daisuke rose on his elbow and looked in his face. There was so much torture in his features that the smaller boy was ashamed of his question. "You're so strong," he said in a small voice, "you're so brave. Always the best. And you don't cry..."
"But it hurts now... right there." Taichi covered his chest with his palm. "I miss him... his kisses..."
"Kisses," Daisuke said dully. "I didn't even have a chance..." He lowered his head on Taichi's shoulder; the mutual grief united the boys, they were struggling to put the shattered pieces of their hearts together. "You were right then," Daisuke said. "I would kiss Ken, just once." Taichi turned on his side and sincerely hugged Daisuke to his chest.
"Here, Dai-chan, don't worry. I'm sure Ken would call you in the morning and apologise..."
"After he spent the night with Yamato?" Daisuke said doubtfully. Taichi cringed. Every time he thought of Yamato, where there had been warmth and pleasure before, now was only emptiness.
"I'm sorry..." the mahogany-haired took a breath; he wanted to ask so many questions that seemed cruel and inconsiderate now and he chewed his lips in hesitation.
"Taichi?" he ventured. "Did he hurt you?"
The brown-haired nodded.
"What was it like - kissing him?" Daisuke asked with a tiniest bit of envy in his voice.
"It was wonderful... I loved him for that.."
"You love him still?"
"I don't know," Taichi lingered with the answer. "There are moments when I think everything is fine, and next minute I want to break down and... I'm afraid I will hate him... I know he wants to be just friends, and I want to hate him for that."
"You ...too?" Daisuke asked unsurely. Taichi found that Daisuke was shaking slightly.
"Dai-chan...? Dai-chan..."
"I took him for granted..." the boy mumbled into his pillow, hiding his burning face, and continued in a strangely strained voice, "And I lost him to.." Daisuke broke into sobs. "I refused him cause there was a small part of me that hated him," he said.
"What?!" Taichi exclaimed. Ken and Daisuke were... Ken was in love with him?! "What do you mean?!" he asked the startled boy, who crouched on the bed. Taichi rubbed his hand on his back in a soothing gesture. Daisuke spilt his secrets to him.
"I told him... I didn't need him in that way... It could've been different now..." he looked with a desperate plead into Taichi's chocolate eyes. "After the first Jogress he asked me maybe it was destiny for me to be with him.. He meant love... But I said he imagined things... I told him to forget it and stop acting like hentai. I told this charming kind boy to sod off!..." Daisuke shuddered. "I wanted to tell Ken what Yamato told him in his song. But his words made me feel strange and I went away. Of course, I have no right to be jealous. But... it's just... if he's with Yamato... I don't want it..."
Daisuke edged his face closer to the pensive one of the brunette. Two amber eyes bored into Taichi's face, into the small frown on his forehead, then eyes, then lips... It was strange to have a warm Daisuke close by his freezing heart and flutters rose in Taichi's stomach.
"Taichi..." the boy whispered. When the brunette woke up from his spell of dark thoughts and looked down into his burning eyes. "Taichi, you will never leave me, right?"
"Sure, Dai," the boy answered in a kind of a daze.
The meek amber stare brushed his lips again and sank into the pillow. "Good," the boy mumbled. A twitch of a strange sensation shot through Taichi's body again.
"Do you love me, Daisuke?" he asked quietly, afraid to be mistaken or misunderstood. Daisuke remained impassive. Taichi's hand glided over the side of Daisuke's face before lifting it up to him.
"Do you love me?" he repeated in a hoarse voice.
"Yes."
"I love you too," Taichi said. He noticed a blissful blush on the boy's cheeks. "Daisuke?"
"I've never been kissed before.." Daisuke said quietly. On impulse, it must have been on impulse, because Taichi never gave it any thought, he bent his head and took his lips gently with his own, sealing their vow of love.
"Don't worry." he said quietly. "Here, it's not bad at all..."
He kissed him again; and Daisuke remembered all the times he saw the movie stars kiss and tilted his head like they did in the movies, parting his lips. Yes, it must feel great... At first, Taichi was shocked by his actions - he didn't not intend to kiss Daisuke like that! no, Daisuke was a little boy and his protege... and so alluring - Taichi's tongue experimentally slipped inside, washing the insides of his mouth with his heavy smell and slippery feeling, and Daisuke choked.
"Don't worry," Taichi muttered.
Despite that reassurance, Daisuke was very worried.
Daisuke grasped for oxygen, intended not for his lungs, but for his brain who seemed determined not to discuss the situation with Daisuke. Finally, after what seemed an endless kiss, Taichi put some distance between their lips.
"See.. nothing's so scary, Dai-chan..."
Everything was very scary. He wanted to shake Taichi's hands off, but his hands, ignorant of his will, pulled the elder boy back in connection with his mouth. It was a hot contact and the one Taichi did not see coming. Daisuke studied Taichi's breath, with nervous puffs of air coming in and out of his lungs. At any time, their tongues, which only brushed one another by accident, would clash in a deep exploring kiss.
Taichi sat back and stripped of his singlet.
Daisuke raised his worried face to the elder boy.
"What is it?" Taichi asked.
"What are we going to do?"
The brunette's mind was devoid of suggestions. He could imagine only one thing to be done but it was
- sweet... -
forbidden.
"Have fun?" he breathed out.
"Did you do it with Yamato?"
"No," Taichi said hoarsely.
"I vote for fun," Daisuke said in a brave voice.
Taichi's eyes were then on one level with his own. His lips left a wet trail of kisses on Daisuke's neck.
Daisuke's arms went around his shoulders and the boy pressed closer, wishing to be touched more...
***(a/n right, that's it, do I have to explain that they had sex? *grin* Oh, they're so cute...)
Time passed, as the boys rested, panting and sweating. They loved each other in their own way and now they came to discover it. They may not have been two matching halves of a soul, but it had little say in the end, because they knew they could be happy.
There were no more words exchanged between them that night. The clock struck two in the morning. Merry Christmas.
Daisuke eased himself from Taichi's hot arms and grabbed the pillow and a blanket. His eyes closed peacefully. Taichi brushed the side of his face with his hand. Daisuke cuddled close to Taichi and both of them fell asleep, two snuffling lovers exhausted and sate. Across the room behind the window the heavy wall of snowflakes hid them from the world.
tsuzuku...