Ah, I was so busy having holidays... himitsu, I love your reviews, how could I forget you! You're the best! Thanks, blackout12 for so many reviews, you've no idea how I loved them. ^_^ Syenite (what's your new name, hm?), you wanted Daiken? Here it is, hopefully. For all who waited, this is a present, and I'd like to think a good one. ^___^
by Wormmonsoul
Chapter Fifteen in Which Yasashiiko Finds Her True Love
Yasashiiko was depressed. Not only she had lived as a girl for nearly a month, but she managed to sleep with 3 boys too: Taichi, Koushirou, and Jyou. It was awful if you come to think about it.
Really really in a bad mood. She was afraid of Taichi that's why she couldn't go to Hikari's room which served as her home for now. Koushirou's place was not bringing good memories either. Jyou avoided her. The girls were all away, and she wouldn't go to them for advice anyway. She had heard that Takeru was looking for her, but she didn't want to see him after he tricked her and kissed her. She was aimlessly roaming the streets.
She began to appreciate the life Ken had had. Forget all the Kaiser nonsense, he was lucky to be born a boy, to have friends.
Yasashiiko stopped in the middle of the street and looked up at the high apartment building that was kind of familiar. Of course, when Ken was depressed, his feet brought him to the only place of solace he knew – to Motomiya Daisuke's house.
Feeling a great deal apprehensive and a bit timid, Yasashiiko rang the bell. The door was opened by none other but Motomiya Jun who was chewing her dinner. Jun's jaw dropped and food almost dropped out too.
"Yasa!" she whispered in awe. "You've finally recognized your greatest truest love! Ah, my bro'd be ecstatic!"
"I … well… sort of…"
Jun grabbed her arm and flung her inside. She scanned suspiciously the hall leading to her apartment and assured there were no spies after the pretty girl, slammed the door shut.
"Quiet!" she whispered. "Okay, here's the plan. You go to Daisuke room and I fetch the cake, candles and music. In case you need me, I'll be watching out for the folks. And by no means thank me!!! Romance is all you have to think about now… Wish you luck!"
Yasashiiko was propelled into Daisuke's room. Jun stuck the tray with the cake pinned all over with candles through the door and winked.
"He's moping on his bed, bad mood, very. Be careful. Bites. Just give him the cake, righty?" She was gone. The room was quiet, still, dark.
"Who's there?" growled an unfamiliar voice from the bed and Yasashiiko was terrified that she got the wrong apartment. Daisuke turned around and faced her.
***
Daisuke took another slice of the cake, dug his finger in and pulled out the candles. He mournfully chewed the cake. Yasashiiko guiltily swallowed her piece. The silence was awkward. The food was gone. They were sitting as far from each other as possible. The floor between them was strewn over with Gameboy cassettes, shorts and shirts, anime posters, manga stuff, magazines – some clearly suffered scissors cuts. It wasn't the cleanest room in the world. But it was the second home for Ken and Yasashiiko didn't mind the mess; after all, she didn't feel much clean herself.
There was nothing left to do but to fill in the talk.
"Hi," said Yasashiiko finally.
Daisuke reddened in the face and muttered 'hi'. Ken sadly reflected that as a girl he had a paralyzing effect on the redhead.
"So, how're you these days?" Daisuke asked, blushing.
"Not so bad. You?"
In the next room the voice of Chris de Burgh broke out, singing loudly, "Lady in red is dancing with me, chin to chin.."
Yasashiiko chocked on her cake and cursed Jun and her weird ideas of 'romance'. Daisuke muttered something. The music was so loud it sounded like a rumble of the avalanche.
"What?!" yelled the girl over the voice of Chris de Burgh.
"NOT BAD ALSO!" Daisuke yelled back. "AND HOW'S YOUR MOTHER?"
"I DON"T KNOW!" she shouted.
"And when you turned to me and smiled, It took my breath away!" cried Chris de Burgh. The music seemed to grow louder reaching the volume of an exploding bomb.
"I HAVEN'T SEEN HER FOR A MONTH! HAVE YOU SEEN WHAT SHE DID TO MY ROOM?" the girl yelled. "HIKARI LET ME IN FOR NOW!"
"NICE WEATHER, ISN'T IT?" he shouted back. Ken wondered if the redhead had heard what she was saying. Then, the roll of thunder joined in the cacophony of the evening. Out the window the lightning flashed across the blackened sky.
"YEAH! LOOKS LIKE RAINING!" added Daisuke.
It's a blown tornado, Ken thought angrily. Why is that after I became a girl nobody hear me and take me as a normal person? It's as if they don't know me! I'm still Ken!
Her frustration was building up. Neither Taichi nor Koushirou ever considered that the girl is partially Ken. They had no respect for her. She wasn't one of them anymore, she wasn't 'their bunch' – she was a girl. She had those swinging things on her chest, and legs, and a skirt, and red lipstick on her lips. A girl. What has become of her life? – cleaning, serving, being pretty, not very clever, serving, cleaning, being pretty, pretty, cleaning, not very clever, pretty, serving… If anything was out of order, it was she to blame. Why didn't she put dirty socks in the washing? Why isn't soup very tasty? Why are you watching a soap opera when it's my boxing time, move it, girl, from oh my precious TV?! Why aren't you here when I need you, stupid girl?!
It was unbearable. Ken wanted to rip something apart like those stupid soccer magazines on the floor. There were no troubles when he was a boy, except saving the world. He was jealous of his former life. Even my friend is like this, he thought, his fists clenched. Even I was like this… Oh god, was I? What does Daisuke think about me now? Is he afraid of me? Why is he staring at me? Why are his eyes that strange? Is there something on my face? Is he trying to find any resemblance to Ken in me? I want to be Ken once more.
"DO YOU THINK IT'LL BE A STORM?" Daisuke shouted.
"Why do you talk as if I'm stupid?"
"MAYBE IT'S NOT SO BAD. THE HEAT WAS CRAZY IN THE LAST WEEK, DON'T YOU THINK?"
"And I hardly know This beauty by my side, Lady in Red…"
"Daisuke, isn't there anything else to talk about except weather?"
The thunder clapped over their heads and the lights flickered out for a single moment.
***
"Hmm," muttered Syenite Kai, looking up at the balcony of Motomiya's apartment. "That's not good. There must be Daiken."
She had a brilliant idea. The thunder rolled in the sky, and the wet sound of running feet was merged with the rain. (a/n Sorry! ^^ Syenite, you wanted to get in the fic, here's your chance! Go, go, go!!!)
Yasashiiko stood up. She regretted visiting Daisuke and more than ever felt ashamed of what she was. Jun's music stopped. The girl darkly wished the elder Motomiya was hit with lightning along with her stereo. Everything was suspiciously quiet.
"Bye," she said.
"Bye," said Daisuke.
Downhearted to the point of crying, Yasashiiko pulled the doorhandle and found that the door was locked.
"What the hell?!" she swore. "Open up, JUN!"
Jun giggled behind the door. Syenite Kai took another glance at the script and took out a whip. While Yasashiiko tried to break out of the room, Svenite Kai crept into Tokyo's main power station thingy (a/n I SWEAR I made it up before the US Blackout, I swear! Now the cat's out of the bag, and Syenite, you're going to repeat the NY here! Back to narration --->) whipping several officers unconscious as she progressed.
"Damn it, Daisuke, help me!" Yasashiiko cried. At this moment Syenite Kai reached her destination. The boy sprang up and made a step. Syenite Kai pulled the red lever. All light was gone. Tokyo was immediately enveloped in darkness. Syenite Kai giggled and vanished from the fic to her respective home.
"What in the name of Angemon…" said Yasashiiko in the still darkness of the room. Behind her there was a loud crash and whimpering as Daisuke hit the stack of magazines and fell to the floor.
"Daisuke?"
"Mng?"
"Are you okay?"
"No."
"Did you hurt yourself?" she asked worriedly.
"No. But my Gameboy is gone to pieces now. Damn."
"Your fault for leaving it on the floor."
"Stop rubbing it in! I'm miserable enough. Stay where you are," he grunted, "I'll crawl to you myself."
"I can't see anything! Where are you? Don't you have matches? Lighters? Candles? Flashlights? Cel phones? Glowing stickers? The cake! There are candles! Now if I can reach the taaAAAAAAARGH!"
Something grabbed her ankle and she kicked out, screaming.
"It's okay! It's me! OUCH!! It's me, Daisuke!"
"Oh."
Daisuke's hand crept up her leg as he struggled to stand up. Warmth shot through her stomach but she decided she wouldn't give in and that his hand must go away now.
She said in a strained voice, "What do you think you're doing, Daisuke?"
"Dunno? Sorry?"
"Don't 'sorry' me! Get your hand out of my skirt!"
There was an embarrassed snuff from the boy, and then his hands settled on her breast. Angrily she thought, if he was doing it deliberately.
"Daisuke?"
"What is it this time?" he asked fearfully.
"Guess? It's my 'boobs'."
"Hell! Then point me to where I'm allowed to touch you or something!"
Yasashiiko took his hand and placed it on her stomach. He had a warm hand. His arm slipped round her body and she found them standing by the door face to face. She couldn't see him, but she felt his heat and his breath. His other arm went around her shoulders, and she almost snuggled up to him. It was like back to being Ken… Daisuke had his arms around him, smiled at him, asked stupid things…
"Is it true that you and Takeru are dating?" he asked. "Of course I don't believe everything Jun tells about you," said the honest Daisuke, "but I want to know the truth."
"What?!"
"Are you and Takeru…"
"I heard you," Yasashiiko was still in shock. "No, I don't date Takeru or anything," she shook her head. "But.."
"Butt? I didn't touch anything!"
"Damn," Yasashiiko stepped away, furious at his stupidity. She wasn't cautious enough. Her foot slipped on a magazine (a/n conveniently placed there by me), and she fell to the floor with a cry, and Daisuke, who was still clinging to her, crushed on top of her.
"OUCH! IT HURT! Daisuke, you little noisy brat! Watch where you're falling, you idiot son of a cow. Get OFF! It hurts! I told you 5 hundred times it hurts! Frigging psycho! SMOOOOCHH!
Daisuke's lips closed over her mouth. At first, Ken flew into panic, too well remembering Taichi and Koushirou and all the unpleasantness she had to experience with them; but Daisuke was all different. His weightless lips hovered warmly over her lips, splashing her face with hot breath. Ken almost regretted it, when he drew away.
She reached out and touched his cheek. It was burning hot. A warm feeling traveled up and down her stomach in a single wave: a pleasant sensation that she had never had with others.
"I'm sorry, Ken," muttered Daisuke.
Ken. She trembled at this.
"I'm not Ken, Daisuke. I wish I was," she whispered. "Daisuke…"
Her hands went around his neck. Daisuke embraced her in return – gently and tentatively. The darkness and silence were soothing and his noisy breathing was the only sound Yasashiiko wanted to hear. The warm rise and fall of his ribcage made her happy and sad at the same time.
She wanted to stay like this the whole night. In the darkness she could pretend she was a boy. Finally Yasashiiko understood it. It was nostalgia. She missed being Ken.
"Hey, don't worry," Daisuke said as if reading her thoughts. "There are only 10 months left. And Koushirou-sempai could make a mistake and you can become Ken even sooner than that."
It reassured her. It was like a hot bath of rose petals for her heart. Soon.. her humiliation ends.
"Daisuke, do you know what it is like to be a girl?"
"No, of course not."
"I want someone to protect me. Someone strong to hold me and to tell me that he loves me. For that someone I want to be the prettiest and the dearest and the only one in the world. I would do anything for that someone, because I love him. This is what I feel. This is the only way I imagine my life to be now." Daisuke didn't answer for a long time and Yasashiiko guessed he either didn't understand her or fell asleep as she talked. But soon the redhead sighed. She shivered in pleasure as the small airflow touched her hair and moved it out of her eyes.
"Can I be that someone, please, Ken?" he asked. It made her world spin faster. To love Daisuke, she thought excitedly, and to be loved by him – forever…
"Yes," she whispered. She tightened her arms around his neck. "Yes!"
"Yes!!!" cried Jun behind the door. Daisuke and Yasashiiko sweatdropped.
"Why don't you let us out, Jun?!" the girl shouted.
"Yeah! Cause I want to take a pee, neechan!" Daisuke hit the door with his fist. "I mean, I can piss from the balcony. But Ken is a girl and… OOPS," he froze with his mouth open. "Oh, I'm sorry, Ken, Sashiiko. I didn't mean to be that stupid!"
Yasashiiko burst out laughing. She heard the door being unlocked and Jun appeared in the doorway with a lit candle in her hand. The elder Motomiya surveyed the scene on the floor with appreciation.
"Now, I'll let you out if you two kiss," she said.
The girl and the boy at her feet blushed.
"Ah, what the hell…" Yasashiiko said and pulled Daisuke into a long kiss. For now she believed that her destiny was sealed in Daisuke's lips, that she was secure, and she was happy.
That's what she believed anyway…
tsuzuku
a/n I guess this fic needs finishing, so maybe five more chapters and it's over. ^_-