Joyeux Noël
Author's Note: Set after Digimon Adventure: Last Evolution Kizuna. Enjoy the story and R&R.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to or of the Digimon series.
Pairings: Pre-slash Taichi x Takeru. Referenced pre-canon Yamato x Sora.
Summary:
Yagami Taichi wants to know how Takaishi Takeru got so good at picking up girls.
He came from a broken marriage.
His brother was clueless with Sora.
Where did Takaishi Takeru derive his likability with girls from? He couldn't have been born with it. He had to have picked it up from somewhere! But from where or from whom?
It didn't add up.
Yagami Taichi hadn't given the mystery much thought until recent events. Takeru just knew his way around women. Taichi and Yamato didn't question why. But after Taichi heard from Sora she knew before them their Digimon were going to disappear – that Piyomon was already gone – he realized he really didn't understand women. He couldn't get a decent read on what they were thinking, and he felt bad for making assumptions about Sora's commitment to the old team when he didn't have all the facts.
"Takeru, how are you so good with girls?"
"Is that what you invited me over to ask?" Takeru found the question funny and laughed.
Taichi buried his eyes and forehead in his hand.
"I have an idea where I got it from."
"Not from Yamato."
"Ha ha ha, no! Taichi-san, do you remember that time we were in Paris for Christmas, waiting for my grandpa at the Arc de Triomphe?"
"Sure! The time Greymon and Angemon kicked the Mamemon brothers out of the Palace of Versailles! But how is that relevant?"
"It was much colder than Tokyo."
"And?"
"You lent me your track jacket, Taichi-san."
"I did? I don't remember lending it to you."
"You did. At the risk of getting sick. That's where I get my moves from. Taichi-san, you've been my role model all along."
"But you're not a girl, Takeru!"
"We're all human, Taichi-san." Takeru placed his hand over Taichi's.
It took a while for Taichi to process what was happening.
"Takeru! Take your hand off! Yamato will run me over with his bike!"
Takeru yielded, not dropping his irresistible smile. "Is that a no, or a 'This is our little secret,' Taichi-san?"
Dammit! Why even ask, Takeru? You probably already know! Taichi hated himself.