Takeru's Secret
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. If I did, the show certainly wouldn't be classed as a children's show. I don't own Garbage, or any of their songs, but I would proudly admit if I did. Their songs rock!
A/N: Good god, it's been ages. I actually very seriously considered giving up on this fic. I lost all inspiration for it, and I got caught up with doing homework, living life and writing fics I actually had inspiration for.
I just found this sitting on my hard drive, decided I shouldn't be lazy, since I'm on summer vacation, and tried to write something new.
Chapter 2: Dance with Me
Takeru used the bar to twirl down as the song finished, ignoring the cheap feels he was copping as various men seated around the bar stuffed money, condoms and phone number into his bra and hot-pants.
When he'd first started working at the club the mens actions had not only disturbed him, they'd also alarmed him. It had taken Gendo, the owner of the bar, hours to calm him down. It had only been when Gendo had assured him that he didn't have to sleep with anyone to keep the job that he'd managed to relax and start having a good time with the job.
He supposed he was probably perverted or sick or something like that for enjoying dressing up in women's clothing but, even now, he enjoyed the looks.
At 19 and a half Takeru still wasn't anything special when he dressed casually. His blond hair was fairly short, his blue eyes cute, but not exceptional. He was more effeminate then most guys, but if he walked down the mall in jeans and a nice shirt he wasn't likely to win any beauty contests.
When he dressed for work it was an entirely different situation.
//It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear//
He'd seen the way people looked at him. Maybe he wasn't anything special normally, but when he decided to go all out, he could make the world a better place just by existing.
And that was all Takeru had ever wanted or needed. To be beautiful and wanted and needed. Because it was worth the potential embarrassment just to be pretty for a single moment.
It was all worthwhile.
Takeru's eyes swept back to gaze at Daisuke. Even if his best friend found out, it would still be worthwhile.
It was worth it just to have Daisuke look at him as if he was something special
//Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash and suddenly a spell was cast//
Even if Daisuke only thought he was something special because he looked like a girl.
That was a sacrifice Takeru had long since learnt to make.
Another song started. Takeru looked over at the bar. He could see a pair of brunettes, soldiers from the look of their uniforms, flirting with Duet and Quat while the two tried not to blush.
Shin was still working in the kitchen so there was no help from that quarter. He looked at the crowd and once again met Daisuke's eyes.
Shrugging he strode along the bar to where the boy was standing and held out a hand,
"Dance with me?"
The redhead hurriedly scrambled onto the bar, eyes wide, but grin wider.
"Hi!" The boy exclaimed sweetly his brown eyes alight, "I'm Daisuke. Daisuke Motomiya."
Takeru smiled back, the boys smile making his stomach flutter uncomfortably, "I'm 'Keru. Nice to meet you Daisuke."
The boy tentatively reached out to rest a hand on Takeru's hip, "So, what do I do? I'm not a brilliant dancer."
Takeru smiled, "Follow my lead."
He pulled the redhead closer, then, began to move, using the beat as a guide.
Daisuke smiled, his eyes never leaving Takeru's own as he tried to mimic the blondes dance-moves.
Takeru tried to ignore the churning feeling Daisuke's proximity was causing him to experience, but for some reason he was starting to think he might have made a mistake when he decided to test his best friends commitment to Hikari.
There was something in Daisuke's eyes, a look that Takeru had never seen in them before, at least, not when the brunette was looking at him. And despite himself, Takeru was very much beginning to enjoy having that look directed at him.
Takeru pushed his feelings to the back of his mind, for now all that mattered was that he was dancing, and he was free to be beautiful.
A/N: Short but kinda sweet. Don't expect anymore for a while. This was hell to churn out. However, I'm a sucker for reviews, so if I get lots of reviews before I start year 12, I'll probably work on writing more. But once I'm back at school, I'm gonna be working hard to get the grades I need. Anyway, I loved all you guys reviews, that's why I wrote this y'all know? And, to answer the questions... Shinigami, erm lots of questions, and I'm Dria by the way, K-chan's my co-author: We shared this account a while ago until I got a new one, so I tend to forget about my stories on this account. Tehe. Anyway, you're right. Toji's pick up lines are really bad, and I did steal names from other animes. I wanted to see how many people would actually pick it up *grins* Well I'll probably make this a Daikeru, hell its well on its way, I prefer Kensuke personally but it wouldn't fit. Also, I don't see Dai as acting out of character, T.K. has assumed that Dai will cheat, but so far all Dai has done is stare lustfully after what he thinks is a really hot pole dancer and danced with him but T.K. was the one who kissed him, and he's a guy. guys can't say no. And if we all considered that cheating then my boyfriend would be so dumped. I've always seen Dai as being ruled by his emotions (LUST LUST LUST) so the deal is that he's just lusting after T.K. at the moment. I'm not sure whether T.K. is gay, or bi, or what, and I don't think he's thought about it much. He does what he does because it's what he's expected to do, plus it pays well. Geez it took a while to answer all your questions ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. If I did, the show certainly wouldn't be classed as a children's show. I don't own Garbage, or any of their songs, but I would proudly admit if I did. Their songs rock!
A/N: Good god, it's been ages. I actually very seriously considered giving up on this fic. I lost all inspiration for it, and I got caught up with doing homework, living life and writing fics I actually had inspiration for.
I just found this sitting on my hard drive, decided I shouldn't be lazy, since I'm on summer vacation, and tried to write something new.
Chapter 2: Dance with Me
Takeru used the bar to twirl down as the song finished, ignoring the cheap feels he was copping as various men seated around the bar stuffed money, condoms and phone number into his bra and hot-pants.
When he'd first started working at the club the mens actions had not only disturbed him, they'd also alarmed him. It had taken Gendo, the owner of the bar, hours to calm him down. It had only been when Gendo had assured him that he didn't have to sleep with anyone to keep the job that he'd managed to relax and start having a good time with the job.
He supposed he was probably perverted or sick or something like that for enjoying dressing up in women's clothing but, even now, he enjoyed the looks.
At 19 and a half Takeru still wasn't anything special when he dressed casually. His blond hair was fairly short, his blue eyes cute, but not exceptional. He was more effeminate then most guys, but if he walked down the mall in jeans and a nice shirt he wasn't likely to win any beauty contests.
When he dressed for work it was an entirely different situation.
//It seemed like rainbows would appear
Whenever you came near the clouds would disappear//
He'd seen the way people looked at him. Maybe he wasn't anything special normally, but when he decided to go all out, he could make the world a better place just by existing.
And that was all Takeru had ever wanted or needed. To be beautiful and wanted and needed. Because it was worth the potential embarrassment just to be pretty for a single moment.
It was all worthwhile.
Takeru's eyes swept back to gaze at Daisuke. Even if his best friend found out, it would still be worthwhile.
It was worth it just to have Daisuke look at him as if he was something special
//Because you looked just like a girl
Your baby blues would flash and suddenly a spell was cast//
Even if Daisuke only thought he was something special because he looked like a girl.
That was a sacrifice Takeru had long since learnt to make.
Another song started. Takeru looked over at the bar. He could see a pair of brunettes, soldiers from the look of their uniforms, flirting with Duet and Quat while the two tried not to blush.
Shin was still working in the kitchen so there was no help from that quarter. He looked at the crowd and once again met Daisuke's eyes.
Shrugging he strode along the bar to where the boy was standing and held out a hand,
"Dance with me?"
The redhead hurriedly scrambled onto the bar, eyes wide, but grin wider.
"Hi!" The boy exclaimed sweetly his brown eyes alight, "I'm Daisuke. Daisuke Motomiya."
Takeru smiled back, the boys smile making his stomach flutter uncomfortably, "I'm 'Keru. Nice to meet you Daisuke."
The boy tentatively reached out to rest a hand on Takeru's hip, "So, what do I do? I'm not a brilliant dancer."
Takeru smiled, "Follow my lead."
He pulled the redhead closer, then, began to move, using the beat as a guide.
Daisuke smiled, his eyes never leaving Takeru's own as he tried to mimic the blondes dance-moves.
Takeru tried to ignore the churning feeling Daisuke's proximity was causing him to experience, but for some reason he was starting to think he might have made a mistake when he decided to test his best friends commitment to Hikari.
There was something in Daisuke's eyes, a look that Takeru had never seen in them before, at least, not when the brunette was looking at him. And despite himself, Takeru was very much beginning to enjoy having that look directed at him.
Takeru pushed his feelings to the back of his mind, for now all that mattered was that he was dancing, and he was free to be beautiful.
A/N: Short but kinda sweet. Don't expect anymore for a while. This was hell to churn out. However, I'm a sucker for reviews, so if I get lots of reviews before I start year 12, I'll probably work on writing more. But once I'm back at school, I'm gonna be working hard to get the grades I need. Anyway, I loved all you guys reviews, that's why I wrote this y'all know? And, to answer the questions... Shinigami, erm lots of questions, and I'm Dria by the way, K-chan's my co-author: We shared this account a while ago until I got a new one, so I tend to forget about my stories on this account. Tehe. Anyway, you're right. Toji's pick up lines are really bad, and I did steal names from other animes. I wanted to see how many people would actually pick it up *grins* Well I'll probably make this a Daikeru, hell its well on its way, I prefer Kensuke personally but it wouldn't fit. Also, I don't see Dai as acting out of character, T.K. has assumed that Dai will cheat, but so far all Dai has done is stare lustfully after what he thinks is a really hot pole dancer and danced with him but T.K. was the one who kissed him, and he's a guy. guys can't say no. And if we all considered that cheating then my boyfriend would be so dumped. I've always seen Dai as being ruled by his emotions (LUST LUST LUST) so the deal is that he's just lusting after T.K. at the moment. I'm not sure whether T.K. is gay, or bi, or what, and I don't think he's thought about it much. He does what he does because it's what he's expected to do, plus it pays well. Geez it took a while to answer all your questions ^_^