Every Other First
Sora is nineteen when it happens.
It starts out as just another date night – dinner (he cooks) and a movie (she picks) – and they are laughing and kissing and his hand is on her chest and her tongue is down his throat and this is moving so quickly he tugs at her skirt she gropes for his belt buckle and –
She opens her eyes wide and stops.
Because this is her first time and it isn't him. It isn't him, it isn't with him.
All of her firsts are with Taichi. Well, maybe he wasn't her first crush because she was six when she had that, and life is simple when you're six, and crushing on your best friend is anything but simple. Okay, so he wasn't her first boyfriend, either. But he was everything else. Her first best friend, her first kiss, the first boy to make her cry, the reason for her first time out. So many firsts. And even though she never admitted it until now, somewhere in the back of her mind she always assumed he would be her first this, too.
This is wrong and she knows it. But all she can do is stop, just stop, apologize and excuse herself, except when she steps outside to clear her head, nothing is clear at all.
Author's Note: Written in December 2009, originally posted to the Digimon Drabbles lj community. I left the identity of Sora's date ambiguous because a drabble is too short for meaningless OC name-dropping, but I didn't want to be so unfair to the other male Chosen, either.