This chapter is not pretty (and not yet pregnant! ^^) Taichi is 19, Ken is 16. The rating is a notch higher.
by Wormmonsoul
Chapter Twelve In Which Yasashiiko Starts a New Life...
It had been a week since that baleful day when Ken, a young Ichijouji male, disappeared from the face of the planet.
Yasashiiko woke up and stared at the sunlit ceiling. Miyako's room was so curiously designed that the morning sun just had to burn your eyes. It didn't make a pleasant morning altogether. Miyako's brother was shouting at TV as usual. Miyako herself had been banging on the door of the bedroom for fifteen minutes, demanding her clothes. To top it all, her stomach was in such a pain that she wanted to crawl into a nice dark damp hole and die there.
She sat up, her fingers ran into a wet spot on the bedsheets. Yasashiiko in a kind of stupefying horror raised her fingers to her face and stared at the blood there.
The scream "Mama!!! I'm BLEEDING!!!" made Miyako's mother drop the pan with boiling sauce on the kitchen floor. Then there was another desperate scream, "First, Miyako turned me into a girl and now I'm bleeding to death!" Then Yasashiiko flew out of the room in blind panic and bolted to the bathroom, locking herself there. "HELP!!!" she screamed. "Call the ambulance! Somebody!!! She wants to KILL me! I don't want to die!!!"
"Girl never heard of periods," Miyako sighed.
It took a considerable amount of time for the whole Inoue household to convince Ken through the bathroom door that a little blood wasn't the end of the world and that she would spoil the pyjamas if she didn't open the door now.
Finally Ken let Miyako inside. The girl quickly filled the newbie on the subject of the menstruations.
"And you have THAT every month?" Ken gasped. "Complete with stomachache and bleeding? For a week? I mean, that's a lot of blood..." he added weakly. "I did read it in the biology book but I didn't believe it for a moment."
Miyako rolled her eyes, "Get in the shower and I'll find some sanitary pads." She roamed the contents of the drawer. "Figures that you have periods at the same time I do," she mumbled.
Yasashiiko blushed a deep red looking very much like Ken and muttering something like too much information here. Miyako waved a sanitary pad in the air.
"This is Tampax. You will have to use it."
"How?"
"Err..." Miyako sweatdropped. She gave her a booklet. Ken nearly drowned in the bathtub when he read the description.
"It goes WHERE?!" he gasped. "Wait, and you have to WALK with it there?" he added faintly. "It STAYS there all day?"
"Surprise, surprise," Miyako shook her head. "I'll better find Always then."
Ken was still dealing with his shock in the steaming bathtub when Miyako showed her how to glue the pad to the knickers.
"Earth to Sashiko! I'm demonstrating for the last time so you better pay attention! You don't want it to fall out of your knickers when you are walking in the street, right?"
Ken quickly calculated that if he stays a girl for 12 months, his wonderful spoiled body was going to have 12 periods each lasting for 4 days average. He would have to change pads 5 to 3 times a day, and that would make ... 240 to 144 sanitary pads, and he would have to change 192 sanitary pads in average! The number made his hair stand on ends. He sulked in the bath.
The next week was a nightmare and one day Yasashiiko broke down and beat the remote control into pieces, tore the pillow apart and threw Mantarou's favourite boots out of the window. She cried in the corner. There were no friends left for her in the big great world. Except for Wormmon. But Wormmon was Ken's digimon and she was not Ken anymore. She pressed the little digimon to her breast like a stuffed toy.
"Ken?" Wormmon asked. "How can I make you stop crying? Please, tell me what's wrong?"
"Mi-miyako hates me. She hides frogs in my bed and puts salt in my hot chocolate. She stole my shoes and my lipstick and she lost it! And then she wants me to learn to cook and she makes me wash my socks every day!.."
The girl sobbed.
"Jun makes me wear bras, shoes and skirts and watch stupid soap operas in the evening!"
Wormmon blinked.
"Mimi keeps me on a diet and I'm starving. I'm not allowed to eat sweets, not even ice-cream."
"That's cruel," the digimon frowned.
"And Sora teaches me how to make my hair. I have to get up an hour earlier to do my hair and make up. I.. I can't even play soccer with boys across the street! They tease me because I'm a girl and I should play with dolls." She sobbed and smeared her tears with the back of her hand, leaving dark stains of mascara and lipstick across her face. "And I... I don't have a home anymore!"
The digimon nudged her hand.
"Yasashiiko, be brave, a good girl now, don't cry," he coaxed. "It'll get better with time. You have only 11 months and a half left."
The girl sobbed harder.
"And Daisuke is not anymore the friend I knew! He can only stutter when we stay alone in my room. He doesn't tell me anything about his problems, and he blushes every time he looks at me!"
Wormmon sighed.
"But, Yasashiiko, I'm sure there is someone who deeply cares about you..."
The girl raised her face and her tears dried out instantly.
"Yes, there is," she said slowly. "Hikari told me that she would take care of me!"
She jumped up, snatched her coat and her shoes and ran out of the apartment. The door banged loudly after her. Wormmon blinked.
"Where are you going, Ken?" he said into space.
Yasashiiko ran down the street trying to remember where Hikari lived. Soon she was impatiently ringing the bell sighed 'Yagami' and waited for Hikari to open the door. She rang twice but nobody answered. The girl lowered her head hopelessly. There was obviously no one at home. She sobbed and turned to leave.
The door opened.
Yasashiiko looked up and found Taichi staring down at her in silence.
"Hi," Taichi said finally. "Can I help you?"
"I'm Yasashiiko," the girl said weakly.
"Ah. Ken," Taichi scratched the back of his head and yawned. "Okay, come on in. Are you looking for anyone in particular?"
The indigo-haired stepped inside, shook off her shoes and hang up her light coat. Taichi went into the kitchenette to pour himself a glass of water.
"I'm looking for Hikari," she followed him.
"Hika is meeting her schoolmates. They want to make her a school newspaper reporter and shit."
Yasashiiko blushed. She didn't remember Taichi to be so rude and macho when she was a boy. He turned to her and gave her a skeptic look.
"And you need Hika for?.."
"I wanted to ask her if she could help me. Miyako doesn't want me in her house anymore."
"Ah, that bitch. You want to crush here?" Taichi asked. The phone rang and he swore and reached for the handset. The girl timidly asked him for a drink. He gave her his half-empty glass; she looked at it in horror and put it away.
"Yagami da, moshi-moshi," Taichi said in annoyed voice. "Ishida, baka yo! Doushita?"
(~a/n Hello, this is Yagamis. Ishida, you idiot. What happened?~)
Yasashiiko interestedly looked around herself, it was the first time she visited Hikari's apartment. Beyond the kitchenette was the TV room with an angled sofa. The window had a nice panorama of Odaiba Ferris Wheel. There was a door to the bedroom to the right. It was either Taichi's or Hikari's, because she could see a piece of the floor in the doorway and it was a mess of books and clothes. An old soccer ball was hanging on the chair and the girl supposed it was Taichi's room after all.
"You want to take Hikari and Takeru to the ice-cream parlour? Look, Ishida, I'm warning you, you watch that your brother didn't do anything to Hika. Wakatta na? ... I trust you. But if she's not home in two hours' time you're dead, you heard me?! Good. Ja."
(~a/n Wakatta na? Understood, right? Ja. Bye.~)
Taichi threw the phone on the kitchen counter and opened the fridge.
"You're hungry?"
"Huh?... Oh yes, I am!"
He handed her chips and Cola. They ate in silence and Taichi took his time to carefully study the girl before him. Yasashiiko was blushing all over.
"Etto," he started. "How does it feel to be a girl, Ken?" (~a/n Err...~)
"Please, don't call me that," she answered hurriedly.
"What's your name again?"
"Yasashiiko."
"Sou da na. Sashiko-chan, how old are you?" (~a/n Oh I see.~)
The girl blinked, "Sixteen."
Taichi put away his chips and stepped closer to her. She started when he loomed over her and sank back into the counter.
"Are you really a complete girl?" he asked interestedly.
"What do you mean?" she panicked. She panicked more when he placed his hands on top of her bra.
"I mean this," he said.
"Yes," she answered fearfully.
"Oh I see."
Taichi smiled. Then he cupped the back of her head and kissed her on mouth with a deep and rough kiss. She fought him.
"What are you doing?!" she whispered in shock. "Taichi-san, please, stop kissing me!"
"You'll be my first," he muttered and picked her up. Ken was completely at a loss and didn't understand a thing about what was happening. Taichi put her on the sofa and tugged off her top. Yasashiiko tried to struggle but as she had no clue to what was going on, she didn't struggle much.
"Don't worry. You'll like it," the dark-haired boy said. "Don't fight me. You'll like it. You'll understand later. I promise I won't throw you away and you can stay here however long you want."
He kissed her passionately.
"But Taichi..."
"You're very pretty."
His hands found the small buttons on her skirt. By the time she realized what he was doing to her, it was too late. Soon all was over. Taichi kissed her for the last time.
"It'll be our secret, okay?" he said. "Sashiko-chan, this is a secret. Understood?"
She nodded, staring at him in fear.
"Come on, I'll show you where you'll be sleeping tonight," he said with a lopsided grin.
tsuzuku...
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*swallows painfully* Sorry to all Daiken lovers... There WILL be Daiken. Please, tell me who you want to see Yasashiiko with in next chapters?
I want to say that I don't have time to write until I deal with my studies. This warning concerns all of my fics. I believe that I've been grounded as well. Don't wait for me to update until much later. :_: I'm going to miss you all. Ja.