And here's the second chapter! Same rules apply for this one as they do the first… but if I have to go through them again, I guess I will.
Ages:
Jyou – 18
Taichi, Yamato, Sora, Mimi, Koushiro, Ryou, Wallace – 17
Miyako, Ken – 16
Takeru, Daisuke, Hikari – 15
By the end they're all one year older then these ages.
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon… or anything about Digimon. I'm just a fan that uses the shows characters to help work out her twisted mind through stories.
Warning: This fic contains Yaoi, if you hadn't caught on to that fact through the first chapter… I think you should probably read through it again.
Subconscious Urges
BlueMoonEmpress
Chapter 2
A Bunkmate Called Jealousy
"Oh crap, how am I going to get through this?" Taichi asked himself as he walked into his new school. Torrents of young boys filing past him. He gulped, "This may be harder then I thought…"
"Yagami Taichi?" A voice asked.
Spinning around Taichi grinned at the kid, "That'd be me."
"Great, welcome to Gildred's school for boys. My name is Kido Jyou and I'll be your guide for today." His smiled was strained.
"Wow, is it really that bad here?" Taichi asked, picking up on the slightly sarcastic tone in his voice.
Without hesitation Jyou replied, "Truthfully, it's really not, I'm just having a bad day."
"Ah, okay gottcha." Taichi winked at him.
Rolling his eyes Jyou continued, "Your room is with all the others residing S3s, which is—"
"S3?" Taichi asked.
"Yeah, senior threes, grade eleven?"
"Oh, okay."
Jyou continued, "Which is over in the south wing, I'll be showing you where it is momentarily. Classes are held in the east wing, they start at eight thirty, no later. Breakfast is at seven. There's a door that you go through to get to the dorms, after eight thirty it's locked so no one can get back in until after classes are finished. Five period day's, lunch after the first three at twelve thirty. School ends any time after three, depending on what class you happen to be in. Supper is at five thirty, you eat in this room right," Jyou paused, "here. You have exactly an hour for each meal."
"You do this a lot don't you?" Taichi asked, before Jyou started again.
"Yeah I do, how can you tell?"
"You remind me of this really bored tour guide we had once when I was a kid, he for some sort of park or something and this guy was so disinterested that—"
"Can we get back to the tour?" Sighing Taichi nodded. "Have you checked in at the front office yet?" Taichi shook his head, Jyou sighed, "Follow me."
Once checked in, Taichi was fitted for his uniform, which he complained about greatly, got his timetable and his room number, which he then found out, was already occupied.
"Great… a roomy." Taichi remarked sarcastically.
"You expected a room to yourself?" Jyou asked casually slipping by Taichi and continuing his tour.
Finally getting to his room Taichi sighed, relieved as he slipped his bags off his shoulders. "So… who am I bunking with?"
"That'd be me." Another voice answered, swirling on a chair then standing. The figure walked towards him and stuck out his hand, "Izumi Koushiro, it's nice to meet you."
Taking it Taichi replied, "Hey, I'm—"
"Yagami Taichi, I know. Unlike you I was well informed," Koushiro grinned and went to move back to his chair. "The bed on the right is mine, you get the one of the left. There's closet space or drawer space really, since we don't exactly have that many clothes to be hanging up. But we do have a small closet over in the corner." Taichi nodded, placing his bags on his newly claimed bed. "This," Koushiro tapped the laptop lightly, "is a delicate machine. I will allow you to use it if you ask. But please, don't touch it otherwise."
Nodding again Taichi laid back on his bed, "No problem Koushiro, I'm not much for computers anyway."
"Well, I'll leave the two of you alone. I have homework to do," Jyou said as he left.
"See ya Jyou."
"Know him well?" Taichi asked, staring up at the stucco ceiling.
"M'hm, known him for years. He's one up from us, S4."
"Hey, what's up with your grading system anyway? S3, S4… the hell?"
"Don't forget S1, and S2. It's just easier to say then senior three or grade eleven I guess. Truthfully, I never really thought about it." Koushiro answered.
"Oh, okay."
"So, what are you in here for?" Koushiro asked.
"What?"
"Well, obviously you're not here because you want to be, so someone must be making you for some reason or another."
"Huh, you're good."
"So?"
Taichi sighed, "I got sent here to get rid of my 'sub-conscience urges'."
"Your what?"
"'Sub-conscience urges'. To come out I kissed my boyfriend in front of the entire school during one of their dances. But truthfully, I don't understand how sending me here is supposed to help me."
"You're gay?"
"Yeah, that a problem?" Taichi asked, leaning on his elbows.
Koushiro smiled, "Not at all. Just confirming what I had already suspected."
Taichi narrowed his eyes, "Suspicions that you had before or after I actually told you?"
"Before."
"Ho-how'd you know?" Koushiro only smiled at him, eyes widening it finally clicked, "Oh! You are too!"
"Bingo."
"Hey cool. This should work good for the both of us then. We can stay up late and talk about boys and makeup!" Koushiro raised an eyebrow; "I was joking. Haha? You know fun-ny?"
Nodding slowly Koushiro turned back to his computer, "Alright Taichi. Whatever you say…"
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"Taichi!" Yamato cried over the phone.
"Hey Yama, what's up?"
Yamato groaned, "I'm kinda under house arrest."
Taichi raised a brow "That was all the punishment your dad gave you for what happened?"
Yamato stayed quiet for a minute then, "He doesn't know…"
Pause, then, "What?"
"The principal never phoned him, so he has no idea."
"Well that's great Yama, but then why the house arrest?"
"Dad found my stash…" He said quietly.
"Your… fuck Yama I thought you gave that up!" Taichi growled over the phone.
"I did! This was an old stash I swear! I just forgot I had it. Kept it incase of emergency's…"
Taichi sighed, "Alright, I believe you."
"So how are you settling in?" Yamato asked, changing the subject.
Taichi didn't fight it, "It's alright so far. My roommates pretty cool."
"Roommate?"
"Yeah, this guy named Koushiro. Real computer nerd."
"Oh, well that's cool."
Taichi noticed the slight change in his attitude, "Yama?"
"Hmm?"
"You're not thinking that I would do something with someone else, are you? Because I thought I made it clear to you that I wouldn't."
"I—I know Taichi. But I think I have the right to be a little paranoid, I mean… we're going to be apart for a long time…"
"Then I get to be paranoid too Yama."
"What? Why?"
"Well, it's not fair that I don't have to worry about you going off with some studly dude, and riding off into the sunset with him."
"You know I would never do that to you Taichi."
"And you should know the same Yamato."
He sighed, "You're right. I'm sorry."
"Ahem," Koushiro's voice coughed above him.
"Ah… look Yama, I got to go. Time to go and get poisoned by the stuff they serve around here."
He sighed again, "Alright. Phone me next week?"
Taichi nodded, although he knew Yamato couldn't see it, "You know I will. Talk to ya then babe."
"Bye Taichi."
Hanging up Taichi grinned at Koushiro who was smirking above him, "Who was that?"
"That, was the beautiful blonde that makes having to come here worth all the while."
"Ah, so that's who's in the picture that you think you hid from me, that is currently hiding underneath your bed.
Taichi's brow creased, "How'd you know about that?"
"You're not very good at keeping secrets Taichi."
"Huh… don't know how many times I've been told that," Taichi groaned as he fished for his picture under the bed. "This beautiful blonde is the love of my life, his name is Yamato."
"I figured, since that's what you called him on the phone."
"Ah, right." Taichi fumbled, as he leant over and placed the picture frame on his bedside table.
"Come on, we don't want to be late to eat."
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Yamato sighed and hung up the phone. He couldn't tell Taichi that his father had caught him using his stash instead of just finding it. He'd promised that he would stop, and he had. For a while anyway. But with everything that's happened lately he just couldn't… couldn't find a reasonable answer not to do it. So he did it, and he got caught, and he'll be lucky if he's allowed outside within the next two months.
"God Taichi… why'd you have to go?" Yamato muttered bringing his legs up close to his chest.
Slowly drifting of into sleep, Yamato was startled awake by a knocking on his front door.
Rubbing out invisible wrinkles on his silk black blouse, Yamato walked over to the door and opened it.
"Ken?" Yamato asked confused.
"Can I… can I come in?"
Nodding his head uncertainly he stepped out of the way and Ken timidly slid inside the apartment. "Not that I don't appreciate the visit but why are you here?" Yamato asked as the two of them walked into the kitchen.
Ken sat on one of the stools, "I couldn't think of anywhere else to go. I'm sorry if I'm bothering you Yamato…"
"You're not bothering me Ken. I'm just surprised you'd come to me. We haven't always been the best of friends," Yamato said, laughing slightly.
Ken nodded and smiled shyly, "I know."
"So, what can I do for ya?"
Bowing his head Ken shut his eyes, "I—I can't go back home…"
Furrowing his brow Yamato asked, "Why not?"
"I'm not wanted… they don't really care for me… they never did…"
"Ken I'm sure that's not true—"
Looking up Ken's violet eyes glittered, "But it is true Yamato. They don't want me… they want Osamu…" He whispered.
"Osamu?" Yamato asked.
Ken nodded, "M-my brother…"
"You have a brother?"
He shook his head this time; "Not anymore… he was killed in a car crash when I was younger."
"I—I'm sorry…" Yamato offered.
"It's okay. It happened a long time ago, although my parents don't seem to be as over it as I am…"
"Ken?"
"Do you think I'm smart Yamato?"
He blinked, "O-of course I do."
"Really smart? Or just smart enough smart?"
"Really smart?" He guessed.
"Glad somebody thinks so…"
"What do you mean Ken?"
"Osamu was smart, he was one of those people that you loved to hate because everything came so easily for them. But he still studied really hard, just to gain their respect…"
"He sounds like you." Yamato remarked.
Ken laughed bitterly, "All they ever do is push me to be like him, so it's no wonder we have so many of the same traits… only he was actually smart. Naturally so."
"But Ken you—"
"Could I stay here Yamato?" Yamato stared at him dumbfounded, "For a little while anyway? I don't want to bother you but I really don't think I can go home right now."
"I—I'm not sure Ken. I mean, it's not that I don't want you to, its just my dad…"
"Your dad what?" Masaharu Ishida walked into the kitchen.
"Dad…"
Ken stood and walked over to him, "Good evening Mr. Ishida, I was wondering if perhaps I could spend a few nights here? My parents are out of town and they don't want me staying home alone."
Masaharu blinked, "Ah… sure, I guess that's alright."
Ken smiled, "Thank you sir."
"No problem." he blinked and walked into his bedroom.
"How… how did you do that?" Yamato asked, leaning across the counter.
Ken shrugged and smiled, "I seem to have a way with parents that aren't my own."
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"…Remember the part when… hold on," Yamato laughed as he dug for his keys in his pocket and hurriedly opened it, running for the phone, "Hello?" He asked, breathlessly.
"Whoa, catch you at a bad time?"
"Taichi!" Yamato cheered.
"The one and only. So, what's up?"
"Just got back from a movie with Ken."
"Ken? Since when do you hang out with him?" Taichi asked.
"Since he started living here?" Yamato shrugged, perching himself on the table next to the phone, Ken walked into the apartment and went straight for the kitchen.
"Since he… what?!"
"What? He's having a tough time at home and came to me for help. 'Guess you're not the only one with a roommate now Tai."
"Guess not…" Tai grumbled.
"Is that jealousy that I hear? Could Tai be jealous of lil ol' Ken?"
"Hey!" Ken yelled from the kitchen, having heard his last comment.
"I'm not jealous…" Taichi answered, "I was just curious."
"Okay, good. So, how's life?"
"School sucks eggs."
"Aw, how come?"
"It's school. How much better can it get?"
"Well, cheer up. I'm sure it'll get better."
"It better." He paused, "I miss you Yama…"
"I miss you too."
"Do you love me still?"
"Love you always Tai."
"Good, 'cause I love you too."
"Good."
He heard Taichi sighed, "Ah crap… I got to go…"
Yamato frowned, "Alright… I'll talk to you next week?"
Taichi nodded and said, "You bet. 'Till then Yama."
"'Till then Tai."
"How's Taichi doing?" Ken asked as Yamato hung up the phone.
"Says schools the shits. But that's to be expected."
"Private schools are no fun."
"Oh hey that's right, you go to one right?"
Ken nodded, "Yup. May not have to live there but just going there is bad enough thank you."
Yamato nodded, "Wanna make popcorn and watch more crappy movies?"
Ken grinned, "Always."
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Taichi frowned as he set the phone down, "What's the matter?" Koushiro asked, turning away from his laptop.
"This kid I know, Ken, is staying at Yama's place…"
"And?"
"And what? He's got another guy living at his house!"
"Uh-huh. And you don't have anybody living with you."
Taichi glared, "You know what I mean…"
"I know Taichi, you're jealous."
Sputtering Taichi answered, "I am not jealous!"
"Right, and I'm Michael Jackson."
Sighing Taichi flopped down onto his bed; "I hate being apart."
"I know the feeling."
"You do?" He peered out at the red headed computer whiz.
"Yeah, I have had some experience in the world of dating you know."
"I never said you didn't!"
"Good, because I have."
"With who?" Taichi asked curiously.
Koushiro paused for a moment, "Jyou…"
Eyes widening so much Koushiro thought they might fall out of his friend's head as he replied, "Jyou! The tour guide Jyou?" Blushing Koushiro nodded. "Wow… just… wow, never would have guessed…"
"Guess this just teaches you never to assume Taichi."
"Hell yeah it does. You… and Jyou?"
"Will you shut up about it already? It was a while ago and we're still good friends and I'd like to keep it that way." Koushiro snapped.
"Sorry…"
"S'okay. Now did you want help with your math or not?"
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