So what's happen when you must spent 8 hours in the road from 9.30 P.M till morning? This fic! I got the idea when I was on my vacation to the rural. It's my second fic and it's still Yamachi/Taito. Yes, it means boy and boy relationship which Matt still as the uke. So don't say I didn't warn you. Matt and Tai are 15 but Tai is older. There would be a little lime in this chapter. ^_^
It is a Digimon fanfic, even it's hard to tell when you read the beginning. But the Digimon characters would appear if you just give it a moment. It would appear in this chapter too. So please just be patient and read..
Disclaimer: I don't have Digimon. Someone else does. This fanfic was made for entertainment only. You could contact me in vivayamato@yahoo.com.
A LONG ROAD TO JOURNEY
Chapter 1 : A Future To Decide
On entering his old flat, the man turned on his computer and began checking his email. As he waited for the connection, he had time to reflect on his life. For the past twenty years he had been a professional assassin and a damn good one at that.
When he'd begun his training with the CIA, he'd never imagined what his skills would be used for. Every government in the world recognized that the CIA would train any person, any group if it helped them to protect the USA from the threat of other nations. With newly acquired skills and tactics, these 'agents' would then work on the inside to weaken their own countries. That was what had happened to him, he'd been one of those individuals that had been unleashed inside Japan after the Second World War.
Then relationships between Japan and America had changed. The two nations changed and Japan was no longer seen as an enemy of the United States. With no further use for the skills they had given him, he'd been retired early and so he'd used his expertise in another way. To kill! As a professional he knew better than to let anybody know his face, so with the onset of computer technology it became easy for him to hide behind the anonymity of the Internet. Replying only to the tasks that interested him, his fees would be transferred to a Swiss bank account and that was as close as anybody ever got to him. And he never fails!
One of the e-mails that day offered him a lot of money with the promise that details of the mission would follow soon. On scanning his account he recognized that the client had already sent that second mail. He opened it and read the instructions.
"Take this boy for a long vacation. His father is really busy with Setec Astronomy's business"
The assassin saw through the code straight away. Setec Astronomy was just an anagram for the words 'too many secrets'. The boy's father obviously knew more than was good for him and a long vacation meant one thing. Kidnapping. But kidnapping wasn't what the assassin was used to, not his style and for a moment he considered refusing the task.
Even as he considered this though, he clicks the attachment button. The file opens and his screen fills with a picture. The man gasps. In front of his eyes stands a beautiful young boy. Yes, beautiful. Perhaps around fourteen years old, he looks like an angel, his head crowned with soft flowing blond hair and eyes the blue of deep oceans.
But as beautiful as the target was, the man recognized something else. Loneliness. He could see it in the boy's eyes. He read the boy's details, Ishida Yamato. Lead singer of the Teenage Wolves and made a decision.
Maybe a change of style would be refreshing after all!
Yamato
I could never understand my father. He had always been a workaholic who had very little time for me. I got used to being left alone, taking care of myself when he had to go out of town for a couple of weeks. It's not a big deal. So why he suddenly decides that he can't leave me alone I can't understand! Instead, he'd asked the Yagami's if I could stay with them for a few months! I could take care of myself for a few weeks when I was a boy of eleven, so surely as a fifteen-year-old I can take care of myself for a few months?
My father was hearing none of it so now I am heading towards the Yagami residence.
It's not really that bad, I mean Taichi is my best friend. A few months with him would be just like when we were younger and had spent a similar amount of time together in the Digiworld. Of course it means adjusting to his 'act first think later' way of doing things again, but that doesn't really bother me either. I could use a good laugh and Taichi always makes me laugh.
We fought a lot back then, but then he and I are very different. His 'act first think later' style made me mad when we were trapped in the Digital World although I couldn't doubt or deny him the role of leader. He is born to be a leader. I couldn't agree with his 'take it easy' attitude either, I had my little brother to worry about.
I never admitted it, but I worried for the others too. We were trapped in the strangest place with the strangest creatures and we were the only humans there. It felt like we were a family and I didn't want to loose any of them. That's why I fought a lot with Taichi. I didn't want us to court danger if we could avoid it. Taichi on the other hand believed we couldn't gain if we didn't dare to take the occasional risk.
After we returned to the real world, we really surprised the others by becoming the very best of friends. I really know and understand him now and I know he feels the same way about me.
So it's not exactly unbearable to live with him for a while. That's not what has bothered me, it's the fact that my father didn't trust me to live by myself. I can't understand why he feels that way now after leaving me to take care of myself so many times. When my father had first brought up the subject of staying with the Yagami's while he was out of town, my first thought was of Takeru. I could stay with my little brother instead. I was sure that Mom wouldn't mind, but Dad refused, insisting that I stayed with Taichi and his family.
That had made me mad. The fights were supposed to be over and again, their fights, not my business anyway. So why couldn't I stay with my brother? It would have been great considering how little time we get to hang together since the divorce. But my Dad just wouldn't listen and he just about totally pissed me off!
Suddenly I stop walking. I realize I haven't been fair to my dad. I wouldn't have taken it so hard if it wasn't for a conversation that had happened just before he told me to stay with the Yagami's. I've been treating this decision as a punishment.
~~~ Flashback ~~~
"But, Dad…"
"No arguments, Yamato! You're fifteen now. You must consider your future. Choosing a high school is not a game. It's serious. You can't choose a school simply because it has a good music course. This band thing won't get you anywhere. I don't mind you being in a band. I'm sure it's an interesting hobby and good for your social life."
"Hobby? You think it's just a hobby? Dad, I love singing! I love to create songs and to sing them!"
"I'm not forbidding you to do that, son, but it's time for you to get your priorities right. You don't really believe you will be able to make a living with your singing, do you? You have a good voice, son, but you are not the only one. New singers come and go, how long do you think you can hang on?"
"You mean I'm not good enough," I couldn't hide the hurt in my voice.
"Look at you now, son. You are an idol, but only in Odaiba. When are you going to make it big in Tokyo, in Japan? Will you ever be able to conquer the whole of Japan? Time is running out, Yamato. If you realize that too late, you'll only end up failing. It's time for you to wake up. You are not the only boy that wants to be famous. How many do you think succeed? Even for the few that do it very rarely lasts. You are a clever boy, son,
I couldn't say anything. There is truth in what he is saying. I'm not even a real star, only in this neighborhood. It's true that sometimes even I wonder if I am just wasting my time. But I love singing; I love to sing the songs that I create. I am still not a very open person, but my songs have become a medium for me to tell what I feel, what I think. I love the feeling when I sing and play my guitar and I am not ready to give that up just yet.
"I have to go out of town for a few months. Please think about what I have just told you. I want you to stay with the Yagami's while I am gone."
"What? But I can live alone. You know that! Besides, I could go and stay with Takeru you know."
It's not a choice, son. You are staying with the Yagami's. While you are there you can take notice of Taichi. He knows what he wants for his future and he isn't dreaming. He has set himself realistic targets. Maybe that will help you understand the difference between dreaming and reality."
~~~ End Flashback ~~~
Taichi
I am so glad Yama will be living with me for a few months. It'll be great; I really miss him. Since the band has become successful, he hardly has any time to hang out with us. I'm not happy with his schedule these days. It's filled with school, practice, concerts and only then with what little time that is left can he spare any for hanging out with his friends. I hate it!
I remember when we were eleven. He used to be a loner, totally isolated himself from others. As time passed I began to understand why he always acted like that and we became friends. Nobody would believe how much we used to fight now. But things change. He made friends outside of our group, joined them in a band and never really shares that part of his life with us. Maybe he thinks we wouldn't understand because his new friends aren't our friends too.
I feel like something is missing. I know it's selfish of me to expect to be involved in everything he does in his life, but I can't stop that feeling that I am not the most important person in his life any more. He has another life that has nothing to do with me. I feel left behind. Is that what he felt when he decided to leave us back in the Digiworld? If that is the case, I understand now why it was so hard for him that he had to leave.
I grin when I think of the surprise that awaits him tonight. He'll never guess that we have the place entirely to ourselves. My parents are away taking care of my sick aunt. I feel sorry for her, but I can't say that I am not excited by the idea of Yama and I alone all evening. Hikari is having a girl's night in with Mimi, so we'll have a boy's night of our own with movies and snacks and nobody to tell us what not to do.
The door bell rings and I rush to open it.
"Yama! Finally! What took you so long?" The smile on my face disappears when I see what he is holding. "A bag? That's all you need for a few months?"
"Well I won't be spending all my time here. I can go home mornings and come back in the afternoon."
"Why? Am I suddenly such a jerk that you can't be around me or is it that my house just doesn't suit you?" I didn't even think to hide the hurt in my voice.
"What?" His eyes become wide as he realizes what I am thinking. "No. It's not like that, Taichi. It's just that I have to clean my flat everyday. That's all"
"Since when did you become so obsessed with cleaning?"
"Since my Dad thought I couldn't be trusted to be left alone!" His voice is raised and charged with emotion.
I'm a little startled by his outburst. He realizes that and tries to smile.
"Sorry. It's just I'm not in a good mood today."
Yamato
"What's wrong?" he asked me with concern.
I really don't want to talk about it now. He realizes this and doesn't push it, but I know he'll listen if and when I am ready. I put my bag in his room and for a while we talk about nothing important. Eventually, I make us dinner. His eyes brighten and I can't help but smile. Food never fails in getting his attention. After dinner, we watch TV for a while.
"Taichi? Have you made your decision about schools?" I didn't even look at him, trying to keep my voice as calm as possible.
"Of course. I'm going for Odaiba High School."
"Why?"
"Because it has a good soccer team. I want to become part of it. What about you?"
"I don't know. I'm not decided yet."
"Well, why don't you try Odaiba High School too? Come on! It would be fun! And we can be together again for the next three years!"
I love that idea and besides, Odaiba High School provides good music lessons, how to write good music, how to write good lyrics and so much more. Then I remember what Dad said. He wouldn't agree if he knew the real reason for me wanting to choose this school, but Odaiba High School is a good school. Almost all of its students go on to good colleges, so I guess he wouldn't mind. But still, I hate the thought of not being honest to him.
Taichi
He seems so lost in his thought and I hate to see the sadness in his face.
"Yama, what's wrong? Tell me please. I really want to help."
He seems to consider my pleading and finally he gives up.
"Taichi, have you ever considered your future?"
"Sure. I want to be the best soccer player in the world. That's why I chose Odaiba High School. If everything goes according to plan, I'll be in the Junior League next year." I notice he seems so sad about what I am saying. "What?"
"Nothing. It's just… I don't know about what I want for my future."
I couldn't help to laugh. He shoots daggers at me with his eyes.
"It's not funny!"
"Ss..sorry…" Finally I manage to stop chuckling. "But it is funny. You said that like it's the end of the world. It's okay, you know, if you still don't know what you want for your future. We still young, for God's sake. The only reason I know is because I love soccer. I've loved it since I was a little kid. So I already know what I will be when I grow up."
He seems to consider what I said. I stare at him patiently.
"It's not like I don't know what I want. It's just not realistic"
"What do you want for your future?"
"I don't know. I just love to sing. I love to sing the songs that I write. Dad said that I'm only dreaming. I need to aim for something more realistic."
I look at him with sympathy. I know how much he loves music. It has always fascinated me to watch him when he creates a song. It seems like there is nothing in this world except him and his song. He might hum some notes with his eyes closed. His fingers would knock out a tune on a table and then suddenly he would write the notes in rush, like he afraid someone or something might take it from him. Then, when he's done, he'll play it over and over again, making all sorts of little corrections until he is totally satisfied. The look in his face then is totally priceless.
"Yama, I think your father was wrong. You have a real talent for music. I love your songs. I love your voice. I think you've got what it takes to really make it in the music business."
He blushed. "Th…thanks, I think."
I smile. He looks so cute when his cheeks turn crimson like that. I blink. Stop it, Taichi! You don't want Yama-chan to suspect something, do you? You don't want to ruin the friendship between you, right? But it's getting so hard lately and not being able to see him as much as I want makes it harder to hide.
Yamato
"You've been very quite."
"Sorry," I tried to smile. "Just thinking about what you said."
He frowned. "You're still sad about it, aren't you? Yama, you not the only one that's unsure about your future! Why are you taking it so hard?"
"I know. But my Dad has a point. I love to sing but a lot of people do too. I don't know if my band will ever be famous. I don't even know long the popularity we've got in Odaiba will last."
"Do you want to be famous that much?"
"Well, no… I mean yes… I mean… I just made a fool of myself, didn't I?"
"Don't be ashamed. You always act like a fool." He grinned.
I couldn't help but laugh a little and he smiles happily when he sees this. I feel sorry for him. I know he really tried to make this night a lot of fun but I have been mooning and moping about since I got here. I take a deep breath.
"I don't know if I want to be famous or not. The others would say I'm stupid, of course they want to be famous. But I just love to sing, to play music with them. I would still be that happy if our audience contained a hundred people or even just one so long as they are really listening. Stupid, right? Akira once said I don't have any ambition."
Taichi
He looks so sad. I hate to see him like that. Besides, it makes me want to hold him so much. To promise him that I won't let anything hurt him. I could hear my breath becoming heavier and heavier.
"Don't be so hard to yourself, Yama. You are you. The others are the others. Just be yourself. Don't listen to what they say. The important thing is what you think."
He still looks so sad and I know I can't stop the urge to hold him any longer. He will realize how I feel about him and then he will reject me. He's straight. I just know it no matter how feminine he might look and act sometimes. He will hate me and break off our friendship. I couldn't stand that, but maybe if he thinks I'm just joking…
"I know why you are so stiff! Because you never kiss anybody!"
"Wh…what?"
"Oh come on. Let's speak the truth and shame the devil! Have you ever made love before?"
"What!" He looked at me with wide eyes. "I… But…But… We are only fifteen! I bet you haven't either!"
"Okay, that's too extreme. How about… Have you ever dated someone? Or have you ever kissed someone before? I know a lot of girls fancy you but you always ignore them."
"I… I just don't have feelings for the girls that chase me. I don't think it's right to go out with them and make love just because they're willing. Don't you agree?"
"Well, nobody ask you to sleep with them. Just kiss. If you find someone, and then kiss like an amateur, how are you gonna make her love you?"
"What do you mean by amateur? It's just a kiss."
"No, it's not. There's a technique to kissing. If you do it wrong, you'll become famous as a bad kisser and then no one would want you."
"What technique?" His voice sounds so confused.
"Like this." With that, I gently cup his face and force him to look at me. "Lift her face up so you can see straight into her eyes. Turn your head a little bit to the right so your noses don't bump. Open your mouth a little, she'll open hers too."
He seems like he is about to burst out laughing but he doesn't. He plays along and opens his mouth a little bit as I have instructed him too. I move my head closer to him. I can feel his warm breath on my face and I know that he feels mine. He looks so nervous but doesn't move away. Our breaths become heavier and heavier.
"And then you move your head closer to her. And…"
I can't say anything more, just gently press my lips on him. His eyes grow wide and he tries to move, but I just press my body against him, trap him between the couch and me. He tries to say something. I use this chance to slip my tongue inside him, to explore his mouth. My hands just keep running over his golden silky hair. God, this is the moment I've been dreaming for so long.
When he realizes there is nothing he can do to stop it, he just lies still, frozen in shock. To my disappointment, I realize that eventually, we have to breathe and I pull back. His face turns white, then red and then white again. I realize I shouldn't have done this. I need to say something before he realizes my feeling and breaks up our friendship!
Yamato
My brain just stops working. I can't believe it. My best friend kissed me. He KISSED me! I thought he was just joking. So I didn't mind being part of it. I thought he would stop, that he wouldn't really kiss me, but he did! His kiss turned quickly from gentle to something more passionate.
"If you just do it like that, no girl would be able to resist melting in your arms."
That's it! He still sees it as a joke! I lost my first kiss just for a stupid joke! I stand up and rush to the door.
"Yama, what's wrong?"
"You! You're what's wrong! I can't believe you could joke about something like that! And I thought you were mature! Well, I was wrong! You still so childish!"
I just rush out of his flat. I can see the pain on his face, but I just don't want to think about it. He deserves it! How could he mess around about something like that? I already told him that I didn't want to date or kiss someone just for fun. I want it to be special. I want to I do it because I really love my date, not just for lust. And he just took my first kiss for a laugh!
I keep walking neither knowing nor caring where I am going.
"Hey, pretty boy! Want some fun?"
I blink and turn around. There are some big kids along the street. They seem drunk. There are a lot of empty cans of beer at the ground. The biggest one, who I suppose was their leader, spoke up again.
"Yeah, you! So what do you say, pretty boy!"
I couldn't stop the anger. What Taichi did had really upset me. These kids just make it worse. Then I realize they're not alone. More kids appear and surround me. There are at least fifteen of them. I would be a lie if I said that I'm not afraid. Maybe it's stupid to rush out in the middle of the night. And maybe my stupidity will kill me.
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So what do you think? Chapter two would be post soon. There would be more violent in it. But I guess you already suspect that. And what would the assassin do to Matt? Please review if you think I should stop this rubbish or continue. ^_^