I'm not playing well with a lot of people with these chapters am I? But I swear to you all that it will all turn out okay… at least I think it will O_o
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, it belongs to a bunch of lucky bastards that I also do not own, or know for that matter.
Warning: Yaoi.
Subconscious Urges
BlueMoonEmpress
Chapter 6
Bed of Lies
"Oh god… someone make the elephants stop tap dancing…" Yamato groaned as he stirred from his sleep.
"Morning sunshine."
"Huh?" Turning his head Yamato saw Ken smiling below him. "Ken? What're you… shit!" He yelled, scampering back towards the wall, away from the six-foot plummet.
"Calm down Yama. You're at my place. Here," Ken told him handing him a glass of water and two tablets.
Yamato took them readily, "Thanks." He said after swallowing, "But why are we at your place?"
"You didn't want to go home. Said that there were too many memories there."
"Oh…" He sighed and laid back down on the bed. "Why does it hurt so much?"
"You drank too much."
"Shut up, you know what I meant."
"Because you love him."
"And why do I have to love him so much?"
"Now that I don't have an answer for. You just do."
"I wish I didn't…"
"No you don't. He's your one true love Yama, you don't just wish away love like that."
"I know."
"Well, come on and get up. Mom and dad have left for a bit so it's easier for you to scurry away."
"But I don't wanna leave yet Ken… I'm comfy…" Yamato decided, pulling the covers up over his face.
Ken sighed, "Fine. You don't have to leave yet. Just get out of my bed so that I can make it at least."
"No."
"Yamato… stop being a stubborn child!"
Yamato grinned, "But it's fun."
"And you do it so well, but right now your maturity isn't the question. Now get out of my bed!"
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"Phone him."
"No."
"Phone him."
"Dun wanna."
"Yes you do. Now phone him."
"No."
"Yamato…"
"Ken…"
"Just phone him already. Maybe he's changed his mind." Ken told him, once again shoving the phone across the table.
Yamato shoved it right back, "If he changed his mind he would have phoned me already to tell me that's he's stopped being an asshole!"
"Maybe he's scared you won't take him back."
"Well he should be."
"All the more reason for you to phone him."
"But Ken-"
"No, no buts. I'll dial. All you have to do is talk to him." He got up to get Yamato's phone book, "I'm sure he misses you."
"So much that he's forgotten to phone me for three months?" Yamato asked skeptically, "It's almost winter break Ken. He's over me." His head hit the table forcefully.
"Yama!" Ken yelled, running back over to him. "Are you okay?" He asked as Yamato lifted his head.
"I'm fine…" He grumbled rubbing his forehead.
"Good, now phone him." Ken pressed the dialing phone against the others ear.
Beginning to panic, Yamato tried to push the offending machine away from his ear, but Ken just pressed harder.
The phone rang and rang and rang, then finally…
"Hello?"
Yamato sat frozen as the voice on the other end repeated 'hello' over and over again.
"Whatever." The voice growled and hung up.
"Taichi…" Yamato spoke softly, his eyes slowly brimming with tears.
In seeing this Ken took the phone away from his friend's ear and sat in the seat beside him. "Yama? What's wrong? Did no one answer? What happened? Yama? Yama?"
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"Hello? Hello? Hello~? Whatever." Taichi growled and hung up the phone.
"Who was that?" A figure in his bed asked.
"Heck if I know. Probably some punk." Taichi walked back to the bed and climbed in.
"Hmm, okay." The other curled up closer to him, draping his arms over Taichi's chest. Taichi sighed and stared up at the ceiling.
"What's the matter babe? You seem disconcerted."
"What?" Taichi asked confused. He shook his head; "It's nothing. Don't worry about it."
"You sure?"
"Hmm, yeah, I'm sure." Taichi smiled weakly down at the blonde and ran his fingers through his hair, "But you should probably get going. Koushiro'll be back soon."
Wallace smiled and nodded, sitting up in the bed. "Alright. I'll go. But only because you asked me to," he leaned down and kissed Taichi on the lips. "Call me later."
"Of course."
The blonde got dressed and hurried out of the room, leaving Taichi behind to think when the door was suddenly flung open.
"Taichi you egocentric simpleton!"
Taichi blinked up at him, "Huh?"
"How could you do something like that?"
"Kou… what're you talking about?"
Koushiro slammed the door behind him, closed his eyes and bit his lip; "You're a real bastard Taichi."
Said bastard scrunched his forehead, "What… why?" he squeaked.
"You cheated on Yamato!"
Taichi gapped for a moment then sighed, "We're on a break… it doesn't count."
Koushiro started laughing, his right hand rubbing his forehead, "You actually think… oh please."
"What? 'Oh please' what Koushiro?"
"You actually think that you can do that and it won't effect the other person? I never knew you were so stupid Tai."
"It won't effect Yamato because he won't find out about it!"
"Don't be so sure Taichi. These things tend to get around." Koushiro glared at him, "Half of the school already knows about it."
Taichi stared at him wide-eyed; "You're joking right…?"
"No. How do you think I found out?"
"Kou… please. You wouldn't, please you can't tell him!"
"He deserves to know, don't you think?"
"Not if it would hurt him like it will."
"Then you should have thought about that before you decided to shack up with another blonde." Koushiro glared at him; "I can't even look at you right now." He turned and walked back out the door.
"Wait! Kou! Come back!"
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"Hello? Is Yamato there?"
"Speaking"
"Hi… it's um… Izumi Koushiro."
"Koushiro?"
"Yeah, ah… I have something to tell you…"
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Yamato stood silently, the phone that had been clutched in his hand now lay on the ground, the voice that'd been yelling out to him having stopped long ago.
He couldn't move, couldn't think.
Didn't want to think.
"H-how…?" He whispered his eyes closing tightly.
His knees began to wobble and he fell to the ground, curling up into a large heap on the floor.
"Why? Why?" He asked himself over and over again. "Taichi… oh god why?"
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"Yamato, I've been trying to phone you for ages but your phone is always busy, is something the ma—Yama! Are you all right? Yamato? Yamato answer me now!" Ken cried as he dropped his bags and ran over to his friend, who still lied curled in a ball on the ground.
"Yamato… please, talk to me. Talk to me!" Ken yelled franticly.
"Why? Why?" Ken blinked when he heard the barely audible word being repeated over and over.
"Why what Yama? What happened?" Ken asked gently as he spotted the phone. Picking it up he placed it to his ear and sighed in frustration when all he heard was the dial tone. "Yama?" He asked once again, leaning in closer so that he was lying opposite his friend. "What happened?"
"How could he do it?"
"What?"
"How could he do that to me?" the voice was soft and harsh.
"Who-" Ken stopped himself, "What did Taichi do?"
"Not what, who." The voice was still soft, but the bitter harshness of the words rung through.
Ken stared at him, mouth agape, "He… he didn't… oh Yama, how could he do that to you?" Slowly he took Yamato into his arms and hugged him tightly, letting the blonde cry on his shoulder.
"H-he's over me K-Ken… he's over me!" Yamato cried, clutching onto Ken's shoulders.
"Y-you don't know that Yamato. Maybe this was just him trying to fill the void of you not being there."
"You don't know that."
"And you don't know that he's over you." Ken pulled him away and looked him in the eyes, "Yama, I'm not going to say that what he did was okay, even if you two are on a break, but he's probably hurting just like you are."
Yamato closed his eyes firmly and shook his head. "No… no… no he's over me! He's left me and now I have no one!"
"Yama don't say that. You'll always have me." Ken smiled gently at him. "I'll always be here for you."
"Ken…" Yamato sighed, shook his head and leant towards him. Ken stared at him wide-eyed as he pressed his lips gently to his own. "Was that okay?" Yamato asked him quietly.
Not willing to trust his mouth, but knowing this was a bad idea, Ken closed his eyes and pressed his lips back onto those of his best friends.
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Yamato lay in bed thinking, while Ken slept soundlessly on his chest. His fingers unconsciously ran through Ken's long hair and the younger boy sighed happily, a smile gracing his face.
A frown found its place upon Yamato's face as he thought of the night's events.
He'd done the same thing Taichi had. He was worse then Taichi. He'd done it out of revenge. His emotions were running wild the night before with the news of Taichi's infidelity and he hadn't been thinking straight, because if he had been this certainly would never have happened.
'I'm so stupid!' He thought. 'How could I play with Ken's feelings like that? He's been nothing but good to me!'
Yamato would have slapped himself if it wouldn't have woken the sleeping boy lying in his arms.
"Hmm… Yama, why'd you let me sleep so long?" Ken's lazy voice asked as he looked up at him with half-lidded eyes and a radiant smile.
All Yamato had to do was look at him and that smile washed itself from Ken's face; he frowned and looked down, slowly untangling himself from his friend's arms.
"I'll go." Ken said getting dressed.
"Wait, Ken! Don't go."
Buttoning up his shirt Ken turned and looked down at the blonde lying in the bed that now had so much meaning to him. He opened his mouth to say something, but closed it and walked out the door.
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Yamato spent the rest of the day busying himself, trying unsuccessfully to get the violet haired boy out of his head.
"You're an idiot Ishida." He cursed, tossing some dishes into the sink.
"Why are you an idiot?"
Jumping in surprise, Yamato turned, sighing, "Because of what I let happen."
Ken shook his head and walked over to him, "If you remember, I didn't exactly protest much."
"That may be true but I shouldn't ha-"
"Shh," Ken shushed him, pressing one finger against Yamato's lips, "It's over now and it was a mistake. You were emotionally unstable and I… I didn't exactly stop you, which I probably should have."
"Ken, don't go and put all the blame on yourself."
"I wasn't planning on doing that."
"Huh?"
Ken laughed lightly, "It was as much my fault as it was yours." He dipped his head, his face shielded by a curtain of violet hair, "No matter how much I enjoyed it," he whispered, then looked up, "I'm glad we both agree that it shouldn't have happened."
"I'm sorry."
He nodded, "Yeah, me too."
Silence fell on the two of them as they looked around nervously, "Did you clean the whole apartment?"
Yamato blushed, nodding his head, "Yeah. I… needed something to take my mind off of what happened."
Ken laughed again and propped himself up onto the counter next to where Yamato stood. Looking over at his friend Ken smiled and leaned his head on Yamato's shoulder.
"I'm glad we fixed this."
"Yeah, me too Ken."
"I love you."
Yamato paused, then smiled, "I love you too."
Ken's smile brightened as he let himself down from the self, "I should get going. I'm supposed to meet Daisuke at the park." He told him, "Did you want to come?"
Yamato shook his head, "Nah, I think I'll just finish cleaning what I haven't already."
The two of them laughed, "Alright. I'll talk with you later Yamato." Leaning forward Ken placed a gentle kiss on his friend's lips before he smiled again and turned away, leaving Yamato to stare after him, awe struck.
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I have a feeling that this chapter isn't going to go over well with some people as well…
---BlueMoonEmpress---
