Mere Anarchy
An ongoing series by Sailor Eevee
Ch. 4:
A/N: Isn't summer a wonderful thing? I get to watch X-play and anime on Tech-TV (Silent Mobius...Betterman good.), South Park (Very funny show), Farscape (At midnight...evil SCI-fi), and I can work on my fics! Meaning you, the reader, are very lucky. I'd like to thank the people who have reviewed thus far, and I would like to let you know that your reviews are keeping this cruise ship afloat. Yama forgot to put enough lifeboats on the ship, so if you do not want to really experience the Titanic again (after that movie, who would?), you will review. In today's chapter, we get Yama angst, more awkward YamaKen moments, and a bishonen fight (GIR says: Yay!)Because of the nature of a future chapter or two, I'm really thinking about making an optional Lime(or Lemon) chapter on MediaMiner.org, if there is any interest. Keep that in mind, and read on! I am sacrificing my free time for you. (Time I could be using indulging my Cowboy Bebop addiction)
"What did you do to him?" asked Ruki when she saw Yamato carrying Ken. "I told you to say something if you were going to make out. I really wanted to watch." Yamato glared at her out of the corner of his eye. "Can it." He said, turning his eyes back to the body he carried. Ken shifted his head and moaned as Yamato set him down on a patch of grass. "What happed? Some digimon?" Asked Kouji, staring down onto Ken's face. Yamato shook his head. "He's sick or something. He was rambling on about a final destiny, and then just collapsed." Kouji seemed satisfied with that answer, but it left a sour taste in Yamato's mouth. It's not true. He's just sick, like I told Kouji. Everything is fine. We just need to get him home. He thought, trying desperately to forget everything that Ken had said. It was a waste of time. Yamato sighed and looked again on Ken's face, watching the shadows stretch across delicate cheekbones and dark arched eyebrows. Suddenly a sharp craving took him, a craving for that spark that occurred every time he had touched Ken since they had come here. His hand reached ever closer to the pale face, uncontrolled. Yamato didn't even realize what he was doing until… "Ehhhhh.." Ken groaned, shifting his body and awaking Yamato from his trance. What was I doing?! I'm not like that! Shit…
It was all Yamato could do to keep from running away as Ken twitched and slowly became conscious. "Yamato…what am I doing on the ground?" Ken said, trying to get up. Yamato's hand pushed him back down, inciting a spark in the contact, but not quite what Yamato had been hoping for. "You fainted. Don't move." Ken slid down onto his back, sighing. "I'm pathetic aren't I? Blackouts happen all the time with me, and it just burdens whomever I'm with. I'm so sorry." Ken said, trying to apologize. "Don't worry about it." Yamato mumbled, lost in his own thoughts. His hand spasmed, searching for the contact he craved. Why? Why am I being tortured like this? What have I awakened? I can't let this happen. Yamato thought. I'm not like this. I've had sex with Sora for Christ's sake! I'm not gay! Yamato's head snapped up, coming to a decision. Whatever's going on, it ends here. I can't talk to him anymore. His decision made, he went and sat near a fire that Kouji had put together. Gabumon sat next to him, looking upset. "You know, you should have waited for us to come back. You could have been hurt!" said Gabumon. "I didn't know what I was doing. I'm sorry, Gabumon. I'm just…not been myself recently." Yamato sighed, eyes watching the dancing flames of the fire. "Prepare before the flames consume you." He whispered, the words making him shudder. Gabumon looked at him with a worried gaze. "Matt…" Gabumon said, but Yamato silenced him with an icy look. "Don't call me that now Gabumon. I'm not in the mood to be friendly." Gabumon backed off a little, but sighed. "I'm your friend, Matt. We worked this out a while ago, remember? You should tell me what's wrong." Yamato's heart screamed. How easy it would be to tell him! But however hard he tried to open his mouth; the words would not come out. Instead, he just felt colder, more alone, and the craving got stronger. "I need to go for a walk." He said, getting up abruptly. Ruki turned and looked at him, worried. "Are you sure? There might be other digimon around. I'm coming with you." Yamato scowled. "No. I want to be alone for a while." Near the fire, Ken just watched him. His eyes were hollow, probably because Wormmon had told him what had happened during his conversation with Yamato. "I'm not coming to save your ass, so don't die, okay?" Kouji said, looking up from he area he was clearing for his bed. Yamato just shook his head and headed into the forest. Suddenly he felt a clawed hand touch his, and looked down to see Gabumon. "You can't get rid of me." Gabumon said, daring Yamato to try. He smiled a little at Gabumon's insistence, and then walked on. "I know." He said.
After he disappeared into the forest, Ruki shook her head. "That boy is nuts. But you know, I still feel like he knows better then we do about what's going on." Renamon, sitting next to her, nodded. "He's powerful, Ruki. I think it's better to be with him than against him." Kouji looked at her, now interested in the conversation. "What do you mean by powerful?" he asked. Renamon stared at the ground, the parks from the fire dancing in front of her. "I don't know how, but I just feel it. I'm sorry I can't explain more." Ruki snorted, feeding a stick into the blaze. "Powerful or not, I think he's nuts." At that statement, Ken rose from his place and began to walk into the forest. "Where are you going?" asked Ruki. "You're not going to follow him, are you?" Ken was silent; but soon disappeared into the forest. Kouji sniffed. "I'm not saving his ass either."
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"There's got to be a portal here. I just know it!" insisted Yamato, pushing back the shrubs and undergrowth. Gabumon only sighed, but still followed. "What's with the sudden urge to go home? I'm not bothering you, am I?" Gabumon asked, watching Yamato frantically dig through leaves. "I'm tired of being here. I don't know why I came, but I'm done. No more digital world for me." said Yamato, pausing in his digging. A soft voice traveled up from the bottom of the hill. "There's no portal there." Yamato whirled around, anger in his eyes. "I said I wanted to be alone. What do you want?" Ken lowered his head and walked up the hill. "Why are you doing this? It wasn't because of what I said was it? I told you I couldn't control it." Ken said, violet eyes dark in the waning light. Yamato turned away. "It's not that Ken…It's not that at all."
"Then what is it?! You stomp off to God-knows-where with hardly a word to anyone, and you expect me to let you? We need to stay together, Yamato. With everything you've been through, I thought you knew that."
"I don't want to talk to you if all you're going to do is yell at me. Get lost."
"Not until you tell me what's going on." Ken said, anger slowly showing up in his voice. "Do you want me to kill him? He's making you angry." said Kaili, causing Ken to calm down slightly. "No. I need to find out so we can get him over it and back to the group." Yamato laughed when he heard Ken's answer. "Get me over it and back to the group? You sound like Taichi. He learned the hard way how difficult it was to order me to do something. Do you need to learn the same lesson?" Ken backed up a little, but steeled his nerve. "Order yourself. You wanted to lead, and here's your chance. Help us all out, and quit being stupid. I don't understand why you're acting this way." Yamato stared at him as the moonlight glowed over the hill. The darkness suits him. Yamato thought. Ken stared back, his eyes holding as much power as Yamato's own. They stood that way for a while, each trying to overpower the other. Rain started to fall, but the two bishonen didn't move. Gabumon and Wormmon huddled under a tree, not understanding the battle their Chosen were locked into. Suddenly Gabumon cocked his ear, and started to shake. "Something evil is coming…" He whispered, causing Wormmon to whimper in fear. "I feel it too. I hope Yamato and Ken will stop soon." Gabumon shook his head. "No, it's too late. Look!"
A dark shadow was covering the ground, breaking Yamato and Ken from their battle. "What is that?" Ken asked, staring up into the sky. Yamato backed toward the forest. "I don't know. Let's get out of here." A deep voice shook the ground, freezing the Chosen and their digimon in their tracks. The rain started coming down harder. "Don't bother, humans." The voice said, as it seemed to get closer. "You could not run fast enough." The beast broke through the trees. Ken's eyes widened and he shook with fear and recognition. "That Allomon was right…," he said, "It is Millenniummon." Yamato looked from Ken back to the digimon. "Millenniummon?" Yamato asked, confused and a bit afraid. "Ichijouji and I go back a long time," Millenniummon hissed, "don't we? Of course now Ryo isn't here to help you, and a scared little boy like you couldn't hope to defeat me before I take all the energy from this world. I will destroy everything, from this world to the real world itself! When everything is destroyed, the void itself will nurse me back to health. I will be a god of my own world, and you cannot hope to stop me. YAAAAAAHHH!" The digimon cried, energy bursting from its hands. Ken screamed and Yamato started running as the beam of energy shot towards them. Suddenly a burst of light stopped Millenniummon's attack. Yamato turned to see the figure of an old man in front of them. "Gennai? What the hell's going on?" Yamato cried. Ken stood there, looking very confused. "Gennai?" he asked. The old man chuckled, his eyes focused on Yamato. "Didn't expect to see me show up, did you? Didn't that dragon tell you that you were being tested? " I did, thank you very much." "Hmmph. Didn't do a very good job of it did you? Ah well, It can't be helped. It's not like I have time for it right now. You better get out of here; I can't hold his attention for long." Gennai turned back to Millenniummon. "Look, do you really have to do this right now? This isn't the best time. We've got a bit of a transition going on..."
Millenniummon roared. "I take no orders from you old one. You can no longer enforce your commands, and can no longer hold me. You can protect this child no longer!" As Millenniummon began to attack, Yamato felt a light touch on his arm. "We need to hurry, before he notices us again." Ken whispered. Yamato felt the spark again at that touch, but tried desperately to ignore the yearning that followed. "Come on." He said, and took off back towards the campsite, Ken and the digimon following close behind. They could hear voices in the distance, probably Kouji and Ruki searching for them. "They won't reach us in time." Ken hissed as he ran. Yamato agreed, figuring the voices to be too far away. The rain was pouring now, altering Yamato's sight. "Yamato! I can't see anything. Are you sure we're going the right way?" Ken cried over the sounds of the rain and the battle behind them. "Who cares?! We're far away from that digimon that was trying to kill us!" Yamato said. He ran harder, he rain blinding him and soaking him to the bone. Just like how I feel right now… he thought.
Suddenly the ground dropped away. He hung for what seemed like a minute in the air, than fell towards the unknown ground. "YAMATO!" He heard Ken scream. A wet freezing hand grasped his, and he hit against a rock face. "Matt, are you okay?! We've got you, just try to climb up!" He heard Gabumon say as a wet claw also grasped his hand. "I'm trying!" Yamato said weakly as this feet tried to find a hold on the rain soaked rock. "Yamato, please hold on." Even Wormmon was trying to help pull up the blond from a death smashed on the rocky ground below. "Almost…" Yamato strained, using his arm to pull himself up. "There's no footholds…guys, hold on." Even as he said that, Yamato could feel his hand slipping. The rain and the cold were working against him, and he could do nothing. Please…I don't want to die! Please…someone...help! He desperately thought, images of doom burning in his heart. Just then, he felt a rumbling in the rock. It was soft at first, but grew quickly, causing the rock to shake so badly he could feel it cracking. "Ken, Gabumon, forget about me! The rock is cracking!" Yamato cried, but it was too late. The ledge broke, causing Ken to slide into Yamato. "I'm sorry…" Ken said as they dropped. Yamato gasped for air as the ground came closer. I don't care what happens to me anymore. I just…whatever deity is watching…please protect Ken.
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"Always screwing up…" Kouji muttered. Ruki glared at his out of a corner of her eyes as she ran ahead. "We were together for a reason, and we need to stay that way." she said as the rain pounded against the trees. They had already found where Millenniummon and Gennai had been, but all that remained were a few scorch marks and a blasted tree. No sign of either Ken or Yamato. "Do you think they killed each other?" Kouji remarked. Ruki kept running. "Either that or the digimon that was stomping around. I thought I heard Ken scream though…"
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A raindrop ran down his nose, hanging on the tip. Its coolness was enough to stir Yamato. As he rose, he hissed in pain. His face was covered in scratches and scrapes, some bleeding. He could barely see through the blood, mud and rain, but he was aware. "I'm alive…" He sighed, his voice weak and wavering. "The fall…it was too high for me to survive. "How…."
""That wasn't fun, was it boy?" A familiar voice asked. Yamato squinted and saw a blurry image walking toward him. "Gennai…?" He asked, recognizing the craggy features. He old man laughed, and then knelt in the mud next t Yamato. "I'm surprised you could see me through all that muck. Here." A scrap of cloth was put into his hand, and Yamato summoned the little strength he had to wipe his eyes. Gennai watched him, looking very grave. "Where's Ken? Is he…?" Yamato said, becoming very worried. Gennai nodded. "He's okay. He'll come to soon, I think. However, now is not the time to worry about him. You should worry more about yourself." Yamato froze. "What happened? Did I lose a leg or something?" He sat up suddenly, and his head exploded in pain. Gennai grabbed his shoulders as he threatened to faint. "No, you're whole. That's not what I meant. You should be proud of yourself though. You have a very strong will. That is why you are still alive now." Yamato forced his nausea down. ""Strong will?" he said. Gennai nodded. "You've done something that wasn't supposed to happen yet. Whether that's a good thing or a bad thing, I cannot say. Look in the water and decide for yourself." Yamato managed to pull himself toward a puddle, becoming more confused. The weight on his shoulders seemed to have grown again, becoming unbearable. It was like he was dragging the weight as well as carrying it. His blood streaked face appeared in the water, looking similar to what he thought it would. His shirt was torn and his shoulders and chest were bleeding as well, having been scraped against the rock. However, something behind his shoulders caught his eye. Bloodstained like the rest of his body, but moving. He moved his shoulder, and he felt an unfamiliar sensation of something feathery soft moving with it. Gennai stood nearby, watching with a blank expression on his face. "You were not supposed to be awakened yet," Gennai said, "but your insistence of saving the other boy and the digimon opened your soul." Yamato grew afraid at that statement. Feathery soft? He flipped over, and saw what had seemed to be the weight of stress. "White wings…" Yamato gasped. Gennai walked over, looking right into Yamato's eyes. "Those who are chosen to hold the Digital World's power in their hearts are always marked. They are tested in blood and fire, and then they take their place in the world. Do not fear your gifts, for fear makes them more dangerous then darkness itself."
