Me: My muse finally appeared!
Wormmon: Yahoo! Do I get to hug my Ken-sama soon?
Me: Maybe.
Wormmon *pouts*: Do I get to do any NC-17 stuff to Ken-sama?
Me: Urhmmm............. *sweatdrops*
Wormmon: SO WHAT?!!!
Me: Look, nobody does anything yet.
Wormmon: YET.
Me: Yet.
Wormmon *pouts*: It's always yet.
Me *coaxing*: But maybe soon.
Wormmon *sighs*: It's always maybe.
Me: ARGHHHHHH!
Wormmon: Thank God she doesn't own Digimon and me (applies to all chapters and all stories)... Ken-sama does! I'm marrying Ken-sama!
Me: About notorious NC-17 stuff... There *may* be Kenato, Yamachi or Taito, Kaito lemons... (You KNEW I love Yamato and Ken, right?)
Wormmon *hopping*: And mine! With Ken! Lemon! Yay!
Me: ...someday. Warning: it's a bit hectic! This chapter has Jyoushiro and miscellaneous. (Jyoukari, Mishiro, Kensuke, Taito, and Yamato's swearing dirtily) This fic is a monster, and I couldn't believe it I started it only because I didn't want to leave Sorato in the first chapter!!!
~Yours and Mine~ (the eighth part to the series ~Drops and Bruises~)
Sunday.
Koshiro clicked on 'send e-mail'.
to: knowledge/tentomon@dejitaruwarudo.com
from: lovesick_sos_prodigious@missyou.com
topic: top secret
hey, tentomon! how are you?
we had some progress here. i finally told jyou i love him. your reason was he could only reject or accept me. guess what? i got rejected. i hate you tentomon! it was your original idea that i must confess to him! i know you don't understand a thing about human relationships. i highly doubt that humans understand too. i'm going to tell you how it happened. count my mistakes, i don't care, i've never felt myself more stupid. i went to jyou's place. his brothers were at home, jyou was studying for the next text. he rose from his place and asked if i wanted tea. you know, he moves in his special way - gracious, lanky, composed and gentle. he's seventeen and he is gorgeous. i want him so much. and when i was looking at him then, my heart was thudding in my chest like never before. i didn't see people in this light, never tried to, but now as my mind drifts to jyou again and again, i want to burst in pieces. and then of course i made a huge mess of everything. never had an experience in
confessions, you know. for about two minutes i gazed at him like i had coma, and he got worried. i asked him what he was writing. he happened to be studying classification of mammal species. i wanted to help him, i guess. i said that if he ever want anyone for his biology experiments, that's me. he laughed. it was kind of a block in our conversation and i couldn't for the life of me imagine how to insert my confession. i said, 'jyou.' he pushed his glasses up his nose. 'yes?' he said. me, 'i love you.' 'i love you too,' he said with a smile. 'jyou, it's important. listen to me: i love you.' then his smile faded. he gave me a long look. 'you?' he asked. 'not the friendship sort of love?' i shook my head. 'jyou, it's true,' i said. 'do you understand?' he wanted to say something but he changed his mind. 'you like men?' he asked me coldly. 'no, only you,' i said honestly. 'do i look like the kind of guy to like men too?' my mind screamed yes, but i wisely remained silent. 'do i look like this?' i asked. he said no. he took a deep breath. 'i'm sorry,' he said and that was the moment my heart broke. 'i'm in love with someone else, and it's a girl. please, leave me alone.'
i asked who, he told me and slammed his door in my face. that's the story, tentomon. jyou had the grace to tell me he's in love with yagami hikari, the keeper of light. how this can happen i've no idea. tentomon, my heart is broken. hikari doesn't show any interest in jyou which is a great relief to me. taichi, ken and me are currently trying to win our loves (taichi loves yamato and ken loves daisuke) and we made a prodigious plan. i can't tell you now, mom is getting dinner ready, and i have to call on taichi. tell me something new about yourself, tentomon. i'm looking forward to see you.
digitally yours,
koshiro.
Koshiro cupped his cheek and loosely stared at the computer screen. An empty bottle of beer beside the keyboard didn't help him ... much.
A phone rang and Koshiro pressed the loud speaker's button.
"Koshiro-kun?" polite strict voice of Hikari rang in the air.
"Yeah?"
"I asked Jyou out. What am I to tell him?"
Hikari was added to their team of PPL (Persons Pursuing Love) thanks to Ken. Naturally, she was going to help.
"Tell him I still love him..."
"Roger."
The phone went out.
Koshiro propped his chin on his palm and took another bottle of beer.
Something was going to happen tonight.
Hikari was dressed in polite pink double suit that provoked suspicious thoughts. People that were obliged to pass her, gave her a wide berth. Jyou ran up and beamed at her.
"Hikari-chan," he stuttered happily and offered her a hand. "I can't believe you're coming to dine with me!"
Hikari gave him a cold smile that chilled the hair on passersby. Jyou chuckled nervously and led her onward.
Later in the restaurant, they sat opposite each other and Hikari was swinging her leg lazily sometimes kicking Jyou's shin. Every time that happened he blushed, coughed and looked around uncomfortably.
"Jyou..." Hikari said at last. Her ice-cream prepared to be torn apart by the towering spoon. "Jyou, why did you ask me out?"
Jyou wriggled on his chair and suffered another vicious kick from Hikari.
"Uhm..."
"Well? Answer me!"
Jyou fingered his serviette and swallowed.
"I... thought... you'll like it..."
Hikari shrugged and thrusted her spoon in her ice-cream.
"I thought you just liked redheads."
Jyou blinked. It was a puzzle his Hikari-drugged brain refused to solve.
"But you aren't redhead, Hikari-chan," he pointed out.
"So, you do like redheads!"
"I do?" Jyou doubted.
Hikari nodded eagerly and assumed a reminiscent expression.
"The way you gawked at Sora, then running off with Mimi, and Koshiro.."
The fork fell out of his shaking hands. His mouth struggled for words but none came to his rescue.
"Would you like some wine?" Hikari asked innocently.
"Un..."
Back in his room, Koushiro started sending out e-mails out of pure alcohol-filled boredom.
to: love&justice/bishounenheaven@message.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: takerus gay
miyako, forget him. his gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
focus, miyako! are you reading? gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
miyako, your alive?
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: taichiXyamato
i drink beer and listen to TOBIRA. ha ha ha. its great.
look, taito is better than yamachi. i mean, you get to be on bottom a lot, but at least you can relax and watch tv.
ishida, you ever considered gay sex?
on the other hand, taito sucks. how dominant taichi can get?
taichi frenched your lil brother.
to: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
from: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
topic: i love you
love makes my head ache and swivel
love makes my hands quiver
love is so simple when you stay
love is difficult when you turn away
mimi, leave iori come to me.
your secret admirer, not daisuke.
Hikari giggled before bursting in stomach-splitting laugh.
Jyou chuckled drunkenly and rearranged his glasses straight on his nose.
"And then... and then..." Hikari gasped for air. "He tried to rape me! I go, 'Oh, Ken, darling, no, don't, no...' ha ha ha ha! And he, you know, kaiserish, he glares and says, 'Shut up, bitch, show me your lace panties..' And he kinda tears my skirt with his teeth in pieces, you know, flying about, like, firework, and he roars!'
"LOL!" Jyou nodded his head and his long hair landed in his bowl of melted ice-cream. Hikari grabbed her sides and moaned with laughter.
"Gotta pee..."
Jyou started to get up to his feet and stumbled on the leg of his chair. He flew into the waiter loaded with dirty dishes, and the two of them staggered and fell over on the musicians. Several of the musicians jumped up in hurry and their heads connected with a low-hanging chandelier. The chandelier shuddered with the contact and swayed dangerously before crushing to the floor bursting glass pieces everywhere.
Jyou rose from the angry buzzing roll on the floor, food dripping from his new tuxedo and a plate of salad sitting upside down on his blue head, and shaking off his hands from the sauce, he stuttered, "Where's the men's room?"
"You've got mail!" his laptop said in Gennai's voice. Koshiro clicked on the window.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: flame
FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .
TAICHI FRENCHED MY BROTHER?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAGAMI, THAT DICKHEAD MOTHERFUCKER!
IM GONNA SLICE OPEN HIS SHITTY ASS AND GAG HIM WITH HIS OWN DICK.
IM GONNA MAKE HIM FUCK THE SHIT AND EAT IT FROM HIS MORONIC MOTHERS ASSHOLE!
THAT CUNT! BITCH! SLUT!
I vote for Yamachi. I can't be uke. And never mind the word uke in my song. I look seme! What do you mean relax and watch tv? what about pain in the ass!?
Yes, I considered gay sex. No, I wasnt part of it. Erm, what IS gay sex?
PS: LOL! I drink beer too, cant you say? Write ASAP.
"Time to answer," Koshiro sighed. He typed the message.
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: flame
*glare*
where did you learn so many english words?
why do you like discussing taito/yamachi?
when are you gonna kill taichi?
what beer are you drinking?
Gay sex, what you need:
1 two guys with hard-ons 2 lubricant 3 condom (if you want) 4 know-how to give a blow job 5 no parents at home 6 shower
go to aesthetism.com for more info.
PS: beer is starting to wear off. i think i wasnt supposed to tell you about takeru. oops.
PPS: i like JYOU.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: flame
where did you learn so many english words?
There is a dictionary in your laptop, dude.
why do you like discussing taito/yamachi?
There is nothing wrong with talking. Everybodys talking! I enjoy learning what people think of me. And no, I dont cherish a dream to screw Taichi. Its icky!
when are you gonna kill taichi?
NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what beer are you drinking?
Asahi.
Thanks for the link.
You serious about Jyou? You arent his type. Sorry. ^_^
Hikari and Jyou stood on the street and sadly glanced at the restaurant's backdoor. There was a shame lurking in their heads about being kicked out of the restaurant.
Hikari sighed.
"So bad, our first date went zany."
"My first date..." Jyou sighed ruefully.
Hikari patted him on the forearm.
"Maybe we weren't destined to be," she said reasonably.
Jyou's mind slowly digested it.
"You... Hikari-chan, you don't like me?" he whispered.
The girl shuffled her foot. Then shook her head pointedly looking down. Jyou gave a strangled sob.
"But," Hikari smiled softly. "I'm sure there is someone who does."
With this she waved goodbye to the stunned blue-haired clumsy boy and took off to the line of taxis.
The boy slumped his long delicate shoulders and shuffled away.
Koushiro stared at the laptop's screen with red eyes. His mother worriedly shook her head and wished him good night.
to: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
from: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
topic: i love you
wanna go out?
SINCERETYly, yours.
to: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
from: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
topic: i love you
of course.
are you a virgin?
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
*crying his eyes out*
what do you mean im not his type????? ;_;
Jyou stopped on a crossroads, dimly realising he knew the place. It wasn't his home, as he expected it to be because of the belief that your feet would guide you home when you don't look where you're going. And Jyou didn't want to look where he went. His glasses were hanging on the tip of his long limp fingers and his eyes were full of tears. The last fifteen minutes Jyou wallowed in self-pity and angst. He felt rather sharply that salad was tangled in his hair and his only tuxedo was spoiled beyond repair by an awful sauce. He had no money, he had no life, he had no love.
That's been twice.
And still, the line of tenement buildings seemed familiar.
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com
topic: daisuke missing
He doesnt want to answer phone, what do I do?!!! *panic*
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: jyou
I got the impression he likes girls. ^_-
Anyway, he likes blonde, blue eyed chicks who sing in a rock band.
Jyou is not so straight.
Me neither.
to: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
from: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
topic: i love you
secretadmirer265, you hentai! i did kiss other boys but it doesnt count.
ill think about going out with you.
goodnight!
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com
topic: dream
He walks in and I turn to him stark naked. His eyebrows crawl upwards in an expression of total surprise I so much adore. Instead of storming out of the bathroom, he slowly approaches, shaking his hips as he moves and I feel my jaw drop, then my back crawls in near lust, I can't help wanting him openly even as he watches me from under his coolguy blonde streaks of hair. He gets really close, so that we can taste each other on our lips and he says, I do feel overdressed. Help me out? And with that I.... (I woke up but I want the part two!)
Well, Mastermind? What do you think Ill do? Suggestions? And where is Yamato? His Taichi misses him so much... ;_;
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: agentlight/espionage_etc@nokenkari.com
topic: jyou
mission accomplished
Koshiro rubbed his forehead and clicked on the first window. It was already past midnight and the sounds from his parents' bedroom long ceased.
to: geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: daisuke missing
ken, for godssake! go to sleep, daisuke is probably sleeping his head off. ill tell him youve called.
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
EXPLAIN, yamato?
congratulations on figuring your orientation out.
write ASAP!
to: HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: dream
taichi, your a perv, you knew that? try: i jumped his bones right there until he was unconscious and my mom screamed for police.
what are you writing - memoirs? good grief. dont let yamato see it.
and yes, listen to his new hit TOBIRA. he sings something 'uke', i think youll like that.
he said his not so straight. rejoice!
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: agentlight/espionage_etc@kenkari?.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: jyou
way to go, girl!
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: jyou
Anyway, he likes blonde, blue eyed chicks who sing in a rock band.
He had a crush on me. No hard feelings. Long story. A long time ago in a galaxy far far away...
Jyou is not so straight.
He came out of the closet and told me. You know how Jyou is. He wants everything now and hot. He kissed me.
Me neither.
I responded.
And then I acted like an asshole (figures) and told him to sod off.
Like with Taichi.
Do I really look SOOOO GAY??!!!!
I have to talk to you Monday school. URGENT!
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
im speechless. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you look very much like a gay.
yeah, lets talk.
Koshiro directed the e-mail to send and proceeded to shut down his computer. A blinding jet of light shot out of the screen and Koshiro, who was totally unprepared to this, fell backwards from his chair. Something stirred in his lap. Koshiro looked down and nearly screamed out of his mind! A faintly green, glistening Something with many segments and numerous sharp claws waved its antennae and turned slowly on his stomach to face him. Koushiro's scream died away.
"Wormmon?!" he gasped. "What a fright you gave me!"
"Koshiro-san?"
Wormmon blinked.
"Where is Ken-sama?"
The redhead sighed. "I suppose it's because of his digivice that you was transported here... Let's call 'Ken-sama'."
Jyou halted before the door with the name of Izumi. He swayed a little from emotional fatigue and a little more from the fact that his feet drove him to Koshiro's apartment.
Actually, Jyou'd been standing before that very door for a long time, his mind slowly, inevitably processing every bit of information there was.
Koshiro loved him.
Maybe.
The redhead was never as close to him as were Yamato and Taichi. Of course, Jyou was jealous of the two - they made perfect team, perfect friends, and in ways more than one - a perfect couple. But back in the Digiworld, yes, back there....
Jyou felt tears welling in his eyes. Not now, not here...
They were always split up in small units - Struggling for Leadership Unit, that was Taichi and Yamato, Girls' Unit - that was Mimi and Sora, Little Angel's Unit - that was Takeru and Hikari. Automatically, that left Jyou and Koshiro together. As a matter of fact, they used to stick to one of Leadership Units, technically speaking.. Koshiro and Taichi, Jyou and Taichi, Koshiro and Yamato, Jyou and Yamato...
Yamato.
Jyou was scared out of his head, that's why he kissed him and it was, yes, right, Hikari, zany.
First Yamato, then Hikari...
Since when did Koshiro start caring about him?
Jyou gulped. The door was staring back at him expectantly.
He'd better go. He'd better forget about love affairs, he would study and become an prominent doctor and follows the tradition in the family, later would carry it on his own children and no problems at all. It was getting cold. And...
Thin line of light illuminated the hall and a second later the door was unlocked and opened in a heartbreaking slow motion.
"...you can't eat my cactuses, better find something to your taste in Mom's garden, but not her roses, mind! And..."
Koshiro held his breath and raised his face to meet Jyou's self-blaming stare. Wormmon blinked and sidled into the fresh night street.
Jyou was panting though he didn't notice it. His eyes bore into Koshiro. The redhead froze in the doorway. He was crumpled, wearing only cozy shorts and socks, a well-built but slightly fat in stomach figure stood out against the light in the hall. His hair was messy with unruly spikes here and there and his big dark eyes seemed bigger and darker.
"Uhm.." Jyou said. He smacked himself mentally for shamelessly gawking at the redhead and his fingers formed a fist visibly. "I..."
Koshiro squeaked.
"Hi, Jyou."
If you don't find it strange seeing your secret love - maybe not so secret - on the threshold of your house at one hour in the morning with salad in his hair and in stained tuxedo, gees, you're very original. At the moment, Koshiro wasn't being original.
"Hi, Jyou," he repeated.
"I was..."
"You were...?"
"It's just..."
"Yes?"
"I thought..."
"You..."
Wormmon looked from utterly confused Jyou to slightly excited Koshiro and didn't understand a thing though he admitted it was amusing to watch.
"Come inside?" Koshiro grabbed Jyou's hand and pulled him through the door. Jyou stumbled into him clumsily.
And then they kissed.
Wormmon blinked hard, wrinkled his forehead but the vision of two boys - one in homey shorts, the other in dirty tuxedo - kissing in the doorway, one foot in, one out, kissing still, hugging each other despite such a great difference in height, kissing with passion, swaying as though firm ground suddenly turned shaky and unstable, kissing with their tongues more than their lips, eyes shut in miraculous concentration, kissing hungrily - Wormmon couldn't fail to associate it with food - kissing and kissing, until with a soft sound the door to the apartment blocked the view and shut, and they didn't break their kiss...
Wormmon managed a long exhale. After the darkness closed on him he turned in the direction he intuitively labelled as Tamachi and heaved a sigh.
a/n
here's some key to e-mails addresses:
knowledge/tentomon@dejitaruwarudo.com - Tentomon
lovesick_sos_prodigious@missyou.com - Koshiro (for communication with Tentomon)
love&justice/bishounenheaven@message.com - Miyako
youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com - Koshiro (everyone out of Chosen knows this address)
ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com - Yamato
prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com - Mimi
secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com - Koshiro (writes anonymous love letters to Mimi)
mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com - Koshiro (concerning his plan to get Jyou)
geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com - Ken
HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com - Taichi
agentlight/espionage_etc@nokenkari.com - Hikari
It's confusing, I know. I drank two beers before writing it.
Wormmon: Bad bad girl!!
Me: At least, I got you here, okay? *growls* Them, Muses...
Wormmon: Yahoo! Do I get to hug my Ken-sama soon?
Me: Maybe.
Wormmon *pouts*: Do I get to do any NC-17 stuff to Ken-sama?
Me: Urhmmm............. *sweatdrops*
Wormmon: SO WHAT?!!!
Me: Look, nobody does anything yet.
Wormmon: YET.
Me: Yet.
Wormmon *pouts*: It's always yet.
Me *coaxing*: But maybe soon.
Wormmon *sighs*: It's always maybe.
Me: ARGHHHHHH!
Wormmon: Thank God she doesn't own Digimon and me (applies to all chapters and all stories)... Ken-sama does! I'm marrying Ken-sama!
Me: About notorious NC-17 stuff... There *may* be Kenato, Yamachi or Taito, Kaito lemons... (You KNEW I love Yamato and Ken, right?)
Wormmon *hopping*: And mine! With Ken! Lemon! Yay!
Me: ...someday. Warning: it's a bit hectic! This chapter has Jyoushiro and miscellaneous. (Jyoukari, Mishiro, Kensuke, Taito, and Yamato's swearing dirtily) This fic is a monster, and I couldn't believe it I started it only because I didn't want to leave Sorato in the first chapter!!!
~Yours and Mine~ (the eighth part to the series ~Drops and Bruises~)
Sunday.
Koshiro clicked on 'send e-mail'.
to: knowledge/tentomon@dejitaruwarudo.com
from: lovesick_sos_prodigious@missyou.com
topic: top secret
hey, tentomon! how are you?
we had some progress here. i finally told jyou i love him. your reason was he could only reject or accept me. guess what? i got rejected. i hate you tentomon! it was your original idea that i must confess to him! i know you don't understand a thing about human relationships. i highly doubt that humans understand too. i'm going to tell you how it happened. count my mistakes, i don't care, i've never felt myself more stupid. i went to jyou's place. his brothers were at home, jyou was studying for the next text. he rose from his place and asked if i wanted tea. you know, he moves in his special way - gracious, lanky, composed and gentle. he's seventeen and he is gorgeous. i want him so much. and when i was looking at him then, my heart was thudding in my chest like never before. i didn't see people in this light, never tried to, but now as my mind drifts to jyou again and again, i want to burst in pieces. and then of course i made a huge mess of everything. never had an experience in
confessions, you know. for about two minutes i gazed at him like i had coma, and he got worried. i asked him what he was writing. he happened to be studying classification of mammal species. i wanted to help him, i guess. i said that if he ever want anyone for his biology experiments, that's me. he laughed. it was kind of a block in our conversation and i couldn't for the life of me imagine how to insert my confession. i said, 'jyou.' he pushed his glasses up his nose. 'yes?' he said. me, 'i love you.' 'i love you too,' he said with a smile. 'jyou, it's important. listen to me: i love you.' then his smile faded. he gave me a long look. 'you?' he asked. 'not the friendship sort of love?' i shook my head. 'jyou, it's true,' i said. 'do you understand?' he wanted to say something but he changed his mind. 'you like men?' he asked me coldly. 'no, only you,' i said honestly. 'do i look like the kind of guy to like men too?' my mind screamed yes, but i wisely remained silent. 'do i look like this?' i asked. he said no. he took a deep breath. 'i'm sorry,' he said and that was the moment my heart broke. 'i'm in love with someone else, and it's a girl. please, leave me alone.'
i asked who, he told me and slammed his door in my face. that's the story, tentomon. jyou had the grace to tell me he's in love with yagami hikari, the keeper of light. how this can happen i've no idea. tentomon, my heart is broken. hikari doesn't show any interest in jyou which is a great relief to me. taichi, ken and me are currently trying to win our loves (taichi loves yamato and ken loves daisuke) and we made a prodigious plan. i can't tell you now, mom is getting dinner ready, and i have to call on taichi. tell me something new about yourself, tentomon. i'm looking forward to see you.
digitally yours,
koshiro.
Koshiro cupped his cheek and loosely stared at the computer screen. An empty bottle of beer beside the keyboard didn't help him ... much.
A phone rang and Koshiro pressed the loud speaker's button.
"Koshiro-kun?" polite strict voice of Hikari rang in the air.
"Yeah?"
"I asked Jyou out. What am I to tell him?"
Hikari was added to their team of PPL (Persons Pursuing Love) thanks to Ken. Naturally, she was going to help.
"Tell him I still love him..."
"Roger."
The phone went out.
Koshiro propped his chin on his palm and took another bottle of beer.
Something was going to happen tonight.
Hikari was dressed in polite pink double suit that provoked suspicious thoughts. People that were obliged to pass her, gave her a wide berth. Jyou ran up and beamed at her.
"Hikari-chan," he stuttered happily and offered her a hand. "I can't believe you're coming to dine with me!"
Hikari gave him a cold smile that chilled the hair on passersby. Jyou chuckled nervously and led her onward.
Later in the restaurant, they sat opposite each other and Hikari was swinging her leg lazily sometimes kicking Jyou's shin. Every time that happened he blushed, coughed and looked around uncomfortably.
"Jyou..." Hikari said at last. Her ice-cream prepared to be torn apart by the towering spoon. "Jyou, why did you ask me out?"
Jyou wriggled on his chair and suffered another vicious kick from Hikari.
"Uhm..."
"Well? Answer me!"
Jyou fingered his serviette and swallowed.
"I... thought... you'll like it..."
Hikari shrugged and thrusted her spoon in her ice-cream.
"I thought you just liked redheads."
Jyou blinked. It was a puzzle his Hikari-drugged brain refused to solve.
"But you aren't redhead, Hikari-chan," he pointed out.
"So, you do like redheads!"
"I do?" Jyou doubted.
Hikari nodded eagerly and assumed a reminiscent expression.
"The way you gawked at Sora, then running off with Mimi, and Koshiro.."
The fork fell out of his shaking hands. His mouth struggled for words but none came to his rescue.
"Would you like some wine?" Hikari asked innocently.
"Un..."
Back in his room, Koushiro started sending out e-mails out of pure alcohol-filled boredom.
to: love&justice/bishounenheaven@message.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: takerus gay
miyako, forget him. his gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
focus, miyako! are you reading? gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay. gay.
miyako, your alive?
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: taichiXyamato
i drink beer and listen to TOBIRA. ha ha ha. its great.
look, taito is better than yamachi. i mean, you get to be on bottom a lot, but at least you can relax and watch tv.
ishida, you ever considered gay sex?
on the other hand, taito sucks. how dominant taichi can get?
taichi frenched your lil brother.
to: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
from: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
topic: i love you
love makes my head ache and swivel
love makes my hands quiver
love is so simple when you stay
love is difficult when you turn away
mimi, leave iori come to me.
your secret admirer, not daisuke.
Hikari giggled before bursting in stomach-splitting laugh.
Jyou chuckled drunkenly and rearranged his glasses straight on his nose.
"And then... and then..." Hikari gasped for air. "He tried to rape me! I go, 'Oh, Ken, darling, no, don't, no...' ha ha ha ha! And he, you know, kaiserish, he glares and says, 'Shut up, bitch, show me your lace panties..' And he kinda tears my skirt with his teeth in pieces, you know, flying about, like, firework, and he roars!'
"LOL!" Jyou nodded his head and his long hair landed in his bowl of melted ice-cream. Hikari grabbed her sides and moaned with laughter.
"Gotta pee..."
Jyou started to get up to his feet and stumbled on the leg of his chair. He flew into the waiter loaded with dirty dishes, and the two of them staggered and fell over on the musicians. Several of the musicians jumped up in hurry and their heads connected with a low-hanging chandelier. The chandelier shuddered with the contact and swayed dangerously before crushing to the floor bursting glass pieces everywhere.
Jyou rose from the angry buzzing roll on the floor, food dripping from his new tuxedo and a plate of salad sitting upside down on his blue head, and shaking off his hands from the sauce, he stuttered, "Where's the men's room?"
"You've got mail!" his laptop said in Gennai's voice. Koshiro clicked on the window.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: flame
FUCK OFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! .
TAICHI FRENCHED MY BROTHER?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAGAMI, THAT DICKHEAD MOTHERFUCKER!
IM GONNA SLICE OPEN HIS SHITTY ASS AND GAG HIM WITH HIS OWN DICK.
IM GONNA MAKE HIM FUCK THE SHIT AND EAT IT FROM HIS MORONIC MOTHERS ASSHOLE!
THAT CUNT! BITCH! SLUT!
I vote for Yamachi. I can't be uke. And never mind the word uke in my song. I look seme! What do you mean relax and watch tv? what about pain in the ass!?
Yes, I considered gay sex. No, I wasnt part of it. Erm, what IS gay sex?
PS: LOL! I drink beer too, cant you say? Write ASAP.
"Time to answer," Koshiro sighed. He typed the message.
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: flame
*glare*
where did you learn so many english words?
why do you like discussing taito/yamachi?
when are you gonna kill taichi?
what beer are you drinking?
Gay sex, what you need:
1 two guys with hard-ons 2 lubricant 3 condom (if you want) 4 know-how to give a blow job 5 no parents at home 6 shower
go to aesthetism.com for more info.
PS: beer is starting to wear off. i think i wasnt supposed to tell you about takeru. oops.
PPS: i like JYOU.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: flame
where did you learn so many english words?
There is a dictionary in your laptop, dude.
why do you like discussing taito/yamachi?
There is nothing wrong with talking. Everybodys talking! I enjoy learning what people think of me. And no, I dont cherish a dream to screw Taichi. Its icky!
when are you gonna kill taichi?
NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what beer are you drinking?
Asahi.
Thanks for the link.
You serious about Jyou? You arent his type. Sorry. ^_^
Hikari and Jyou stood on the street and sadly glanced at the restaurant's backdoor. There was a shame lurking in their heads about being kicked out of the restaurant.
Hikari sighed.
"So bad, our first date went zany."
"My first date..." Jyou sighed ruefully.
Hikari patted him on the forearm.
"Maybe we weren't destined to be," she said reasonably.
Jyou's mind slowly digested it.
"You... Hikari-chan, you don't like me?" he whispered.
The girl shuffled her foot. Then shook her head pointedly looking down. Jyou gave a strangled sob.
"But," Hikari smiled softly. "I'm sure there is someone who does."
With this she waved goodbye to the stunned blue-haired clumsy boy and took off to the line of taxis.
The boy slumped his long delicate shoulders and shuffled away.
Koushiro stared at the laptop's screen with red eyes. His mother worriedly shook her head and wished him good night.
to: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
from: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
topic: i love you
wanna go out?
SINCERETYly, yours.
to: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
from: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
topic: i love you
of course.
are you a virgin?
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
*crying his eyes out*
what do you mean im not his type????? ;_;
Jyou stopped on a crossroads, dimly realising he knew the place. It wasn't his home, as he expected it to be because of the belief that your feet would guide you home when you don't look where you're going. And Jyou didn't want to look where he went. His glasses were hanging on the tip of his long limp fingers and his eyes were full of tears. The last fifteen minutes Jyou wallowed in self-pity and angst. He felt rather sharply that salad was tangled in his hair and his only tuxedo was spoiled beyond repair by an awful sauce. He had no money, he had no life, he had no love.
That's been twice.
And still, the line of tenement buildings seemed familiar.
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com
topic: daisuke missing
He doesnt want to answer phone, what do I do?!!! *panic*
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: jyou
I got the impression he likes girls. ^_-
Anyway, he likes blonde, blue eyed chicks who sing in a rock band.
Jyou is not so straight.
Me neither.
to: secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com
from: prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com
topic: i love you
secretadmirer265, you hentai! i did kiss other boys but it doesnt count.
ill think about going out with you.
goodnight!
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com
topic: dream
He walks in and I turn to him stark naked. His eyebrows crawl upwards in an expression of total surprise I so much adore. Instead of storming out of the bathroom, he slowly approaches, shaking his hips as he moves and I feel my jaw drop, then my back crawls in near lust, I can't help wanting him openly even as he watches me from under his coolguy blonde streaks of hair. He gets really close, so that we can taste each other on our lips and he says, I do feel overdressed. Help me out? And with that I.... (I woke up but I want the part two!)
Well, Mastermind? What do you think Ill do? Suggestions? And where is Yamato? His Taichi misses him so much... ;_;
to: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
from: agentlight/espionage_etc@nokenkari.com
topic: jyou
mission accomplished
Koshiro rubbed his forehead and clicked on the first window. It was already past midnight and the sounds from his parents' bedroom long ceased.
to: geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: daisuke missing
ken, for godssake! go to sleep, daisuke is probably sleeping his head off. ill tell him youve called.
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
EXPLAIN, yamato?
congratulations on figuring your orientation out.
write ASAP!
to: HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: dream
taichi, your a perv, you knew that? try: i jumped his bones right there until he was unconscious and my mom screamed for police.
what are you writing - memoirs? good grief. dont let yamato see it.
and yes, listen to his new hit TOBIRA. he sings something 'uke', i think youll like that.
he said his not so straight. rejoice!
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: agentlight/espionage_etc@kenkari?.com
from: mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com
topic: jyou
way to go, girl!
im gonna mope over jyou, dont disturb me.
to: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
from: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
topic: jyou
Anyway, he likes blonde, blue eyed chicks who sing in a rock band.
He had a crush on me. No hard feelings. Long story. A long time ago in a galaxy far far away...
Jyou is not so straight.
He came out of the closet and told me. You know how Jyou is. He wants everything now and hot. He kissed me.
Me neither.
I responded.
And then I acted like an asshole (figures) and told him to sod off.
Like with Taichi.
Do I really look SOOOO GAY??!!!!
I have to talk to you Monday school. URGENT!
to: ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com
from: youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com
topic: jyou
im speechless. WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
you look very much like a gay.
yeah, lets talk.
Koshiro directed the e-mail to send and proceeded to shut down his computer. A blinding jet of light shot out of the screen and Koshiro, who was totally unprepared to this, fell backwards from his chair. Something stirred in his lap. Koshiro looked down and nearly screamed out of his mind! A faintly green, glistening Something with many segments and numerous sharp claws waved its antennae and turned slowly on his stomach to face him. Koushiro's scream died away.
"Wormmon?!" he gasped. "What a fright you gave me!"
"Koshiro-san?"
Wormmon blinked.
"Where is Ken-sama?"
The redhead sighed. "I suppose it's because of his digivice that you was transported here... Let's call 'Ken-sama'."
Jyou halted before the door with the name of Izumi. He swayed a little from emotional fatigue and a little more from the fact that his feet drove him to Koshiro's apartment.
Actually, Jyou'd been standing before that very door for a long time, his mind slowly, inevitably processing every bit of information there was.
Koshiro loved him.
Maybe.
The redhead was never as close to him as were Yamato and Taichi. Of course, Jyou was jealous of the two - they made perfect team, perfect friends, and in ways more than one - a perfect couple. But back in the Digiworld, yes, back there....
Jyou felt tears welling in his eyes. Not now, not here...
They were always split up in small units - Struggling for Leadership Unit, that was Taichi and Yamato, Girls' Unit - that was Mimi and Sora, Little Angel's Unit - that was Takeru and Hikari. Automatically, that left Jyou and Koshiro together. As a matter of fact, they used to stick to one of Leadership Units, technically speaking.. Koshiro and Taichi, Jyou and Taichi, Koshiro and Yamato, Jyou and Yamato...
Yamato.
Jyou was scared out of his head, that's why he kissed him and it was, yes, right, Hikari, zany.
First Yamato, then Hikari...
Since when did Koshiro start caring about him?
Jyou gulped. The door was staring back at him expectantly.
He'd better go. He'd better forget about love affairs, he would study and become an prominent doctor and follows the tradition in the family, later would carry it on his own children and no problems at all. It was getting cold. And...
Thin line of light illuminated the hall and a second later the door was unlocked and opened in a heartbreaking slow motion.
"...you can't eat my cactuses, better find something to your taste in Mom's garden, but not her roses, mind! And..."
Koshiro held his breath and raised his face to meet Jyou's self-blaming stare. Wormmon blinked and sidled into the fresh night street.
Jyou was panting though he didn't notice it. His eyes bore into Koshiro. The redhead froze in the doorway. He was crumpled, wearing only cozy shorts and socks, a well-built but slightly fat in stomach figure stood out against the light in the hall. His hair was messy with unruly spikes here and there and his big dark eyes seemed bigger and darker.
"Uhm.." Jyou said. He smacked himself mentally for shamelessly gawking at the redhead and his fingers formed a fist visibly. "I..."
Koshiro squeaked.
"Hi, Jyou."
If you don't find it strange seeing your secret love - maybe not so secret - on the threshold of your house at one hour in the morning with salad in his hair and in stained tuxedo, gees, you're very original. At the moment, Koshiro wasn't being original.
"Hi, Jyou," he repeated.
"I was..."
"You were...?"
"It's just..."
"Yes?"
"I thought..."
"You..."
Wormmon looked from utterly confused Jyou to slightly excited Koshiro and didn't understand a thing though he admitted it was amusing to watch.
"Come inside?" Koshiro grabbed Jyou's hand and pulled him through the door. Jyou stumbled into him clumsily.
And then they kissed.
Wormmon blinked hard, wrinkled his forehead but the vision of two boys - one in homey shorts, the other in dirty tuxedo - kissing in the doorway, one foot in, one out, kissing still, hugging each other despite such a great difference in height, kissing with passion, swaying as though firm ground suddenly turned shaky and unstable, kissing with their tongues more than their lips, eyes shut in miraculous concentration, kissing hungrily - Wormmon couldn't fail to associate it with food - kissing and kissing, until with a soft sound the door to the apartment blocked the view and shut, and they didn't break their kiss...
Wormmon managed a long exhale. After the darkness closed on him he turned in the direction he intuitively labelled as Tamachi and heaved a sigh.
a/n
here's some key to e-mails addresses:
knowledge/tentomon@dejitaruwarudo.com - Tentomon
lovesick_sos_prodigious@missyou.com - Koshiro (for communication with Tentomon)
love&justice/bishounenheaven@message.com - Miyako
youknowwho/knowallsaynothing@message.com - Koshiro (everyone out of Chosen knows this address)
ishida/teenagewolvesofficial@rockU.com - Yamato
prettygirl/purelove@valentine.com - Mimi
secretadmirer265/bemyvalentine@valentine.com - Koshiro (writes anonymous love letters to Mimi)
mastermind/plans@joushiro4ever.com - Koshiro (concerning his plan to get Jyou)
geniusconspirator/himitsu@daikenlovers.com - Ken
HisHighness!!!/highness@taitorulezz.com - Taichi
agentlight/espionage_etc@nokenkari.com - Hikari
It's confusing, I know. I drank two beers before writing it.
Wormmon: Bad bad girl!!
Me: At least, I got you here, okay? *growls* Them, Muses...