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It sure has been a while! A long, long while! I'm sorry for not updating anymore, but I had a lot of things going on in my life and writing had to be put aside. Saddest part of all this is, I lost interest in Digimon. If I kept going with this fic no one (myself included) would be pleased with the results. So I'm putting it on hold until I find my love for this anime again.
Until them, here's a piece of what would be the fifth chapter. It's not much, but it is what I managed to come up with before my little "situations".
However, fear not! I'm back in action and you can bet I'll post a lot of really good stuff sooner than you think, just not in the Digimon fandom. :)
Taichi rolled over his stomach in bed as he wondered why Yamato kept so many secrets from him. He did not mean to sound as a jealous "wife", but he found it extremely odd to have secrets with the one he was marrying. Even if it was a forced marriage, perhaps it could seem like something more acceptable if they could at least have a better (and open) relationship.
He knew, however, that was not going to happen.
In the next morning, Taichi jumped out of bed early to help his mother with the usual chores. He slipped into his light blue dress, the only other piece of decent clothing, and walked to the kitchen.
"I'm-" Taichi started to announce he was up, but stopped, as he saw a tall blonde figure standing in the kitchen. "Yamato?" he asked, pretending sweetness. "What brings you here?"
Inside, Taichi was about to grab a fork and poke the priest's eyes out. He didn't want to spend his last week of freedom with that man! But then again, Taichi thought, his freedom had been long gone. He couldn't even sit by his favorite tree without seeing angels get knocked to the ground and almost killed.
"I came to help my future wife with her chores!" Yamato answered, with a loving smile. He moved closer to the boy and lowered slightly to kiss his forehead. "Now sit down and let me cook."
"That's unlike you." Taichi commented grumpily, sitting on the table, swinging his feet back and forth.
"What do you mean?" Yamato asked naturally, revealing the largest piece of meat Taichi had ever seen.
"Oh God!" the boy cried out, jumping off the table. "Why are you being so nice to me? Feeling guilty about all that violence yesterday?" Taichi asked, putting his hands on his waist, slightly hiding his amusement with that much food.
"Oh, that!" Yamato chuckled. "Daisuke is an annoying little angel, he deserved all that." He cut a piece of meat and started to drip all kinds of spices Taichi had never seen before. "And I'm being nice because you'll soon be married to be. I don't want you to have a bad image of me. I'm not as bad as I may seem. Besides…"
Yamato wiped his hand clean with a piece of fabric and approached Taichi, smiling.
"You must get used to fancy food!" Yamato kissed the boy's forehead again.
Taichi cleaned his forehead with the back of his hand and crossed his arms.
"You're lovely, Taichi. Did I ever tell you that before?" Yamato turned around and kept working on his dish, chanting a little tune under his breath that seemed extremely familiar to Taichi.
The boy closed his eyes and concentrated on the tune, how it sounded so delicate and… angelical. And that wasn't just a tune Yamato was singing. There seemed to be words too, but Taichi couldn't understand any of them.
But the song was very familiar, perhaps even a little too familiar.
"You're an angel, aren't you?" Taichi asked suddenly, moving closer and closer as he spoke. "Because that song… it's so…"
Yamato sighed and wiped his hands again. He turned to Taichi with a very serious expression.
"Must I really explain you what I am?"
"If we are getting married, I should at least know what you are!" Yamato just walked to the door and opened it.
"If you're making me those question, then I'm leaving. Keep the meat, and keep the spices. I don't need them." The priest shook his head. "All I want is for you to quit making questions."
"B-but… I want to know who you are!!" Taichi shouted.
"Why? Just give me a good reason why I should tell you who I am!" Yamato shot back. Taichi remained silent. "I thought so." Yamato closed the door behind him and walked away slowly.
Taichi covered his eyes with his hands and slowly slid down to the ground, tears rolling down his face. How could he marry someone with so horrible who couldn't even tell him the truth? He couldn't feel worse. This time, for a change, he wasn't worried about being unhappy after the marriage, but because Yamato was now mad at him.
He uncovered his eyes and felt his jaw drop. Why was him caring so much about that pervert? Could Taichi be… no! The boy shook his head and got up, wiping his eyes. No. He definitely wasn't.
Yamato punched the stoned wall of his room so hard a huge chunk of stone broke and left a hole on the wall. He punched it again with his other hand and left another hole.
"Damn…" he muttered, and then raised his tone, punching on both spots again. "DAMN!"
"Don't be silly, Yamato!" called a voice behind him. The 'priest' turned around.
"Go away, Sora. I have no time for more rules to screw my only chance of having a new life!" Yamato explained, his whole body shaking in fury.
The red headed angel was sitting on the air with her legs and arms crossed. She sighed.
"That boy is asking too much." She said. "Your so called plan was already completely against the rules and it wasn't going to work, now it will turn out as a crime."
Yamato shuddered, taking a deep breath to calm down.
"Now you will definitely fall, dear." She added, with some cheerfulness. Sora loved when Yamato got into trouble, it was a lot of fun. "Or even get exiled."
But, to her surprise, Yamato remained quiet. Sora's eyes widened and she flew closer to him, touching his face with her light skin.
"You don't care anymore, do you?" Sora asked softly, using her other hand to turn his head toward her. "Could you really like that boy, Yamato?"
The 'priest' was still silent, his eyes focused on the ground and avoiding her gaze. Sora could read minds, like all angels, and he could take the chance.
"Your gaze tells me all." She said, letting go of him. "I do not approve this. It will make things all worse for you and, as your advisor, I must say you should back away right now." Sora shook her head. "However, I know you won't listen to me, because you fell for that boy. Nothing can stop you now… am I right?"
Yamato lowered his head even more. "Yes…" he whispered.
"Very well then. I'll pray for a miracle and, on the wedding day, I'll be here with the judges to see you and give your final judgment."
"Please do so." Yamato said, lifting his head and smiling. "But remember to come with a formal dress. It's quite a fancy wedding, you see."
Sora shook her head. "You're hopeless."
A week passed by quickly and soon there were travelers coming from everywhere for the weeding. The small town was now packed with people.
Not only large groups of rich men with their families and servants, but also some weird, pale people. Villagers assumed them to be from cold counties, since they spoke in a weird language and looked different from what they were used to.
All these people were Yamato's guests for the wedding, and he loved to make that clear to everyone. Bragging about the wedding was his spatiality, while Taichi hid in house to avoid that crowd until the wedding.
"Taichi, dear…" his mother was the one who hated his behavior the most. "Aren't you going to enjoy your wedding? Is that so much of a sacrifice to you?"
"This would be so much easier if he was just a perverted priest who likes little boys too much. But he's not." Taichi told her, without expecting her to understand.
"He's a very powerful priest Taichi, think it that way. He'll protect you from all kinds of danger and will give you a fairly decent life, unlike the one your father and I have." She said, smiling kindly.
"But you're happy mother, I won't be. I'll always be wondering about things and our relationship will be so… tense." Taichi rolled his eyes. "I sound little a woman."
"Don't be silly, just enjoy it." His mother finished, leaving the room to continue her work in the garden.
If she only knew…
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