Title: Thank You

Basic summary: Short story of Takuya crying and Kouji being there to comfort him. Implied fun.
Disclaimer: Lalalala no Digimon ownage. (hahaha the only word in that sentence that didn't freak out Mr. Spellcheck was "no"…)

Shoutouts: KAIK I LOVE YOU!

Timeline: Um I don't know? Let's say they're 15.

Main couples: IMPLIED TAKUYA/KOUJI FUN.

Side couples: NONE! GOD WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!?!?!?!?!

Inspirations: Nothing really…. IT JUST HAPPENED, DAMN YOU.

A/N: Hello. I have nothing at all to say. Read and enjoy, foolio. It wanted to turn that into folio? I WANT FOOLIO GOSH DARNIT. Okay this is actually a serious story so I should stop being an idiot...

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I sit here watching my Takuya cry. I'm not sure what happened just yet; but he came to my doorstep on a rainy night, his face covered in the cloud's tears and his own. He just cries. And I just watch.

Nothing could break the silence now. It has overpowered us; brought us into a strange unspoken agreement that we would leave the silence to itself until the time came to tear it down. It is like a wall. A wall that separates the two of us, but somehow… Brings us together as well.

He sobs into my chest, clutching onto my shirt like a small child. I can do nothing but offer a smile and a shoulder to cry on. Or more, a chest to cry on, I suppose… I watch him try to smile back, but he only fails and ends up engulfing me into his arms, crying harder than before.

I feel my hands unconsciously run up and down his back in patterns, trying to calm him. After a while the sobs die down and turn to occasional small sniffles. He finally lets me out of his hold and looks me straight in the eye with some sort of twisted grin.

"Thank you."

I return his grin and run my hand across his cheek, swiping away one last tear.

For minutes; for hours, even, we sit in the same silence, the same position, just enjoying the peace of each other. I can't help but frown whenever I tell myself that he is already taken… I just wish that he could be mine for even a moment. Just one small, minuscule moment where I could hold him to me and tell him I love him…

The silence finally takes its final bow, as Takuya pushes me down and places a head on my chest, using me as a bed. "He dumped me."

I frown, wondering who could do such a thing to my Takuya. Stroking my hands through his hair and glaring into space, imagining the face of Takuya's now-ex-boyfriend straight in front of me, I ask the simplest yet most complex of all questions, "Why?"

"He met a girl…" I feel him clutching my shirt, and frown deeper. I scoot him upwards and place a hand gently on his cheek. There is so much pain in his eyes it is agonizing for me to simply gaze into them. Instead I lean inward, placing my lips onto his. He doesn't jump, though he doesn't return the kiss either.

After a moment I let him free, and he immediately moves his head onto my shoulder, putting his arms around me again.

"Thank you."
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