Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ A Twist of Fait ❯ A Twist of Fait ( Chapter 6 )

Hey, I told you guys in the last chapter that I try to get the next one out a littler faster than the last one so here it is. I hope you enjoy! And by the way, thanx to everyone whose reviewed so far and even bigger thanx to those who are even giving me ideas! Now enough of my talking, on with the fic!

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Ken woke up first and decided it be best to let TK sleep in. He carefully removed himself from the bed and pulled up his duffel bag. He started to poke around the room as quietly as he could looking for the few things that were lying around. When he was certain there wasn't anything left he zipped up the bag and put it out next to the front door. He glanced at the clock for the first time and saw it was pretty early still, only 6:15.

He was about to walk in the kitchen when he heard something from TK's room and paused for a minute. He was about to dismiss it a few seconds later when he heard TK calling his name this time. His voice was carried with that of a little fear and worry.

"Ken?" TK was a little louder this time and added more of worry and fear.

Ken went wide-eyed and ran into room.

"TK, are you ok?" Ken said immediately going to the bed and sitting next to TK who looked relieved.

"I am now. I saw your stuff was gone and you weren't here. I thought you already went home."

"No way. I wouldn't do that to you, TK. I love you. There's no way I could do that." Ken smiled.

TK blushed a little, Ken guessed it was because he felt a little embarrassed about thinking such things, and wrapped his arms around Ken's neck.

Ken hugged TK back and waited until TK was ready to pull back. He did when noises could be heard from his stomach.

"I guess it's time to eat. Good thing I'm not Davis." TK joked.

Ken nodded and took his lover's hand in his, leading him out the room.

TK put some bread in the toaster for the second time that week and Ken retrieved some glasses and poured some juice into each.

They were eating in silence until the young blonde broke it. "Kenny, are we going to do anything today?"

"I don't know. Wasn't planning on doing anything except spend as much time as possible with you. But I'm pretty sure my parents are going to call when they want me to come back. Knowing them they'll want me back some time around noon or a hour or so after."

TK got a sad look in his eyes and looked down at his breakfast, trying to hide the small tear that escaped his eye.

Tough luck, Ken saw it. "TK, it's not really, good-bye. I'll miss spending time with you too. Especially like this. When it's just you and I alone. I would nothing more than to move into our own apartment right now and never do anything with my life except wake up to you and your beautiful face, but we can't; not now anyway. Please I can't stand it when you cry." `I really do, my love. You're all my heart and life. The reason I live. I'm sure glad I didn't tell the truth to you last night about how terrified I am of that stupid dream or you'd be even more reluctant to let me go.' Ken thought feeling and fighting back his own tears that threatened to come.

Ken went to TK's side and led him over to the couch and sat down. TK, as if on routine that he'd always done, sat down on Ken's lap and put his face in his lover's chest; letting a few more tears come down silently.

Ken took a deep breath as he saw a few more tears that soaked into his shirt as they dropped.

TK, on the other hand, felt miserable. He couldn't stand it. He was eating himself over nothing and couldn't get himself fixed. He knew he'd still see Ken just not be able to sleep with him. And he defiantly knew his parents would get a little suspicious about something going on if they had sleepovers every night.

`I'm being so stupid. BAKA, BAKA, BAKA! Why am I acting like this? What the…Ken's got tears in his eyes too. At least I'm not alone in thinking and feeling how I am. Either that or he's crying cause I'm hurting him again. I really don't deserve him. He deserves much better. I'm always hurting him with my stupid emotions…Finally! Kami, I'd thought these stupid tears would never stop.'

TK lifted himself off Ken and saw the `damage' done to the shirt. It looked completely waterlogged. `Guess I cried more than I thought I did.' TK shrugged it off mentally and focused on Ken again.

"Ken, I'm sorry. I don't know why I feel this way. I guess I just love you so much. I can't imagine my life without you."

"It's okay, sweetie. I feel the same way. I love you more than anything else in this world. How bout we spend the whole day tomorrow just hanging. I'll buy you some ice cream and we'll just take the day off. Would you like that?"

"You spoil me too much though." TK said half in a teasing voice and the other as seriousness, but, as always, his eyes somehow had room for love no matter how much emotion he was feeling.

"And, my love, I love doing it. It's settled than. We're going to have a great day tomorrow." Ken suddenly remembered his dream when he saw TK's eyes. It was the first time he actually looked into them directly and actually thought about them since that damn dream.

"Ken?" TK had a confused look on his face and he was shaking his lover's shoulders as if waking him up from some daydream.

Then he disappeared and Ken couldn't stop it. Ken went wide-eyed and felt those tears that were holding back finally came out except these were for different reasons.

"TK!" Ken called out as loud as he could.

It was exactly like his dream except there was no silver fog in any sights anywhere and TK wasn't anywhere to be seen either.

Ken looked around with panic striking throughout him.

"TK!" He called as loud as could. He even could feel his lungs bursting from it.

It only lasted a second longer before he saw a glimmer of those blue eyes again. Only he didn't. He knew whose eyes they were. He only saw them once before. It was those emotionless eyes that Ken saw in his dream. He closed his eyes and screamed as loud as could, his voice going hoarse as he did.

"Ken!" The voice sounded like TK. He was really worried, frightened more than earlier. Like when he was waking Ken up from the horrid nightmare.

`TK? It is! It's TK!" Ken's eyes burst open. He was lying on the floor crouched into a ball with his arms cowering over his head as if protecting himself from falling debris.

Ken looked at TK and saw fear in every feature and he was crying harder this time than before, just like Ken was.

Ken felt more tears coming and jumped at TK, throwing his arms around the boy's neck.

"TK, I saw it again!" Ken said. His voice, it was hoarse still like when he had screamed. `I must've really screamed than.' Ken thought with his clouded head. His thoughts had all and only focused on TK than. TK was real. He was there and his eyes defiantly didn't look like how he saw a few seconds ago or before in that other horror he called a dream, a nightmare if even that.

TK was stroking Ken softly and rubbing his back just as gently, but holding him as close as he gets him to be.

"Shhh, it's going be okay. Kenny, please, calm down. Everything's all right. I'm here." TK knew what Ken was talking about when he said `I saw it again.' It was that nightmare he'd had a couple nights before. `Could it be that he's scared are relationship is going to come to an end? Is that what's making the dreams come to him? I sure hope not. Now I feel stupid. Maybe it was because I yelled at him when Matt and Tai were over. That was before those dreams happened. I can't remember exactly but wasn't that the same day that I yelled at him and than the dream came that night. I think it was, but I can't remember. Darn it why can't I have a good memory to store stuff like this in!' TK slapped himself mentally. He was getting way off topic.

"Ken, Kenny, everything's going to be fine. I promise you I won't leave you. I can't stand it when you cry either." TK heard the phone ring. He looked at the clock. It read 6:30. `Who in their right mind calls this early?'

TK steadied Ken on the couch and made sure he didn't stay out of his sights for too long. He grabbed the phone and raced back over to the couch. As he did Ken laid his head on his lap and TK played with his hair absentmindedly. The phone rang again and he pushed the TALK button.

"Moshi. Moshi. This is TK speaking." TK thanked the gods and whoever else was watching that his voice wasn't strained.

"Hello, TK. Sorry to bug you this early in the morning. Is Ken up? This is his mother."

"Um?" TK looked down at Ken. He still had tears streaming down his face and was shaking quiet a bit now, but other than that he had pretty much calmed down.

"TK, are you there? Is everything ok?" TK heard the voice from the other end and remembered about the phone.

"Let me check. I'm not sure if he's awake yet, Mrs. Ichojouji. (AN: Spelling?)"

"Alright then."

TK pulled the phone from his face and covered it up with his now waterlogged shirt. "Ken," TK whispered, "It's your mother. She wants to talk to you. Should I tell her you can talk?"

Ken opened his eyes and TK saw all the fear in his voice. The blonde wrinkled his brow and didn't wait for the answer. Even if Ken said yes, and was pretty sure he wasn't, his mother would be able to tell that something was up from his scratchy voice he was sure to have.

"I'm sorry, but Ken's still sleeping. See we went to bed pretty late last night by accident and he's pretty tired I'm betting. It's best if I not wake him."

"Oh," he could hear the slight disappointment. He really did hate lying to people about things, but what else could he say? `Oh, I'm sorry. Ken and I have been going out for a while now and he just had a nightmare about me disappearing a couple nights ago and he just relived the scene and I'm not trying to call him down. Mind if he calls you back later after I've calmed him down a bit and have a quick make-out session.' "Could you have him call as soon as he wakes up then? Or could you just tell him to be home sometime around noon or so if he's awake by then?"

"Sure, of course. I'll tell him as soon as I can. I'm sure he'll wake up in a little while or so though. He's…getting a bit restless since the neighbors are having a bit of a loud fight next door."

"Alright then. Sorry to have bugged you this early again."

"No problems. Good-bye."

"Bye."

The phone clicked and TK tossed in the chair on the other side of the coffee table. Ken had sat up and was rubbing his eyes.

TK wiped away the rest of the tears and looked at Ken with concern (with love) written all over his face and in his eyes.

Ken knew he figured something and he was going to have to say something. But before he could, TK spoke up.

"You lied about it didn't you?"

"…"

"In the bath last night, you said it didn't bother you. You told me you were over it and yet you just doubled over and had the same thing."

"…" Silence once more.

"If you told me the truth than you probably wouldn't have done as much crying as he just done. If you told me the truth than you might've just shed a few tears and told me that you were a bit surprised or scared or something about seeing it again. If you had told me the truth than..." TK was about to start a third one but Ken finished the sentence for him this time instead.

"…You would've been worried about me and I didn't want that. If I told you than you wouldn't leave me alone in case it kept happening, TK." A couple more tears slid silently down his cheeks and were wiped away by TK. TK was smiling slightly but not so much of a happy smile.

"Ken, like I said before, it's my job to care for you. I love you more than anything in the world. I'm your boyfriend, am I not?"

Ken could tell TK was dead serious about the question and nodded. "Yes."

"And you're my boyfriend, right?"

Another nod.

"You love me?"

"With all my heart."

"And I love you with all my heart and more. You know that, right?"

"Of course! Ever since that…that scene or whatever it's called in the Digital World when we got lost. I was eating myself over you. Than I confessed after that stupid pit over something I said and you asked me about it. I've done nothing but care about you, worry about you and wonder if it's some dream!"

TK just listened to Ken carefully, not making any move to stop him from the outburst of the question he asked. Ken had stopped than and TK drew in for a light, questioning kiss on the lips. Ken didn't hesitate for a minute. His answer was pushing on forward, making the contact more intimate and loving. Passion and love swirling around them.

TK pulled back slightly and moved his lips over to his boyfriend's ear. "So you see." He whispered. "I'll never leave you. It's impossible since I'm so attached to you. You'll need more than some silly intending dream and a crowbar to get rid of me." TK joked a little bit but still remained sounding serious the entire time.

Ken nodded and kissed and nipped lightly at TK's exposed neck. He felt TK shiver underneath him. They exchanged spit in a few of their love-locked kisses and explored each others' bodies with their hands and sometimes even found the time to use their lips to explore before they both ended up locking their lips once more.

It was sometime before they finished one of their `quick make-outs' as they called it. The ones where they don't get undressed at all but still had lots of passion and love together and get lost in each other. They had an extra quick one in front of their friends once before. Davis said they were crazy.

`How can guys do that? I'd go crazy if I kissed someone like that and not go further! Do guys just not desire enough or something? I mean kissing like…like THAT and not getting undressed.' That's what Davis had said and the weird part was he did sound very crazy.

Everyone else thought that they just had a good sense of self-control and laughed at Davis for his antics.

The sat up on the couch and TK remembered what Ken's mother had asked of him.

"Ken." His throat was a bit dry surprisingly.

"Hmmm?" He asked just looking at him sexily.

"Your mother said to come home around noon or something near that."

"Just like I thought last night. Will he come with me?"

TK looked at him as if he had just grown a second head and than a third eye for each one. He kissed him quite hard. "Baka boyfriend." He joked. "What do you think? That I'd just let you walk out the door?"

"Maybe." Ken joked back.

"You're going to make me say `yes' aren't you?"

"Yes."

"Too late. I already did." He kissed him again and than ran into his room to get some clothes on.

When TK came back out he was wearing a white shirt that looked a tight, but in a comfortable way, that showed off a the few of his muscles on his arms quite nicely, some baggy, denim jeans, and some sneakers, and of course his trademark white hat sitting on his head.

Ken looked him over up and down and started to drool.

TK smirked. "Mr. Boyfriend Ken, your mouth his hanging open and, if I believe so, you are drooling just a little bit."

Ken shut his mouth, but licked his lips seductively. He ran over to the blonde and threw his arms around the blonde and kissed him just a little too hard, bruising his lips, and rubbing himself against his lover.

TK was shocked at first, but knew Ken either got really horny all of a sudden or he really loved him in that outfit or both, so he knew Ken mean to be so harsh. He kissed back after a second of first contact and very well felt Ken rub up against him. They pulled back and TK smiled seductively just as much as Ken was looking his lips and looking him up and down taking in every detail that was possible.

"Like it?" TK asked after watching Ken's eyes shoot hungrily up and down his body.

"Should you even ask?" Ken said continuing his interesting look-over of his lover's body. "That shirt is probably the best part of it all. It looks so tight on you it's perfect."

TK smiled inwardly. "If you like it that much on me than just think about borrowing it and see how I like it." He walked over to the front door and opened it. He turned around before stepping out. "You can call it a present for you. Especially for you and nobody else."

Ken smiled as big as he could and followed TK out, grabbing his bag and TK's jacket that was hanging on the rack.

He caught up with TK at the elevator and threw the jacket at him.

"Here it's kind of cold outside."

TK put on the jacket, but didn't zip it up. They were just walking out when Ken spoke up.

"That and I don't want anybody else looking at you with that shirt on."

TK laughed at Ken and walked on towards his apartment building.

Along the way a few of the girls and even a few guys, who tried making it less obvious but failed big time, stared at TK anxiously and some even bumped into him purposely just to touch him. Ken growled the first time he saw this, which happened to be the time it did happen, and put his arm around TK's waist protectively. After the first person, who obviously didn't notice the waist attachment, knocked into TK, Ken actually yelled at the person and growled a little after that, mumbling under his breath that people could be so immature to not notice who is obviously already taken and a few other things like that. He also moved his arm from the waist to over TK's other shoulder and over his chest as well protectively, dominantly, and possessively, pulling TK over as closely as possible. TK loved it when Ken did this though and wouldn't mind at all if he had actually picked him up and carried him the rest of the way also with his duffle slung over his shoulder just to prove how he felt.

When they made it Ken opened up the door and called out a quick `I'm home' as he took his shoes off.

"Whew! It's like an oven in here!" TK breathed, he was already sweaty and he'd only been inside for a minute. He slid his jeans jacket off and put it on the coat rack and followed Ken to his room.

Ken's room was at just the right temperature to be comfortable and TK sat on the people. TK heard Ken was still ticked at all the people who had tried to interest him along the way. It had to be a least thirty if not more who actually tried it.

"You'd think those people had a death threat the way they kept doing that. Can't people get it through those thick skulls to all the air where there should be something of a brain or something to understand you're mine." He heard Ken say.

"Ken!" Ken's mother flew in the room, oblivious to Ken's attitude at the moment, and hugged him and kissed him.

TK watched and all this and started to squirm. He was actually getting a bit jealous. TK had to admit that. `This isn't fair. Not at all in the least bit. Ken's mine but this is his mother for Kami's sake. I guess they're aloud to do something like this, but now THIS much! Whew, calm down, TK. Don't go bursting out anything that would make her think or figure this all out. On the streets it's fine but here it's a definite no, no.'

Ken's mother finally subsided and Ken sat next to TK on the bed after locking the door.

"Care to wash me off?" Ken asked, looking at TK.

"Would I? Could you believe I was getting jealous over your mother for how much she was kissing my territory?" He said moving in for the flesh.

He started to lick up at Ken's face and bit his cheek slightly before continuing his lover's `bath'.

He finished a few minutes later and Ken looked relieved now too. He smirked and looked TK in the eyes. "Is it to your satisfaction, my handsome lover?"

TK snorted. "You better believe it." He glanced at the clock and noted he should be going in a while. "I should think about leaving soon."

Ken got a far away look and put on a puppy dogface with big eyes and all. "Awww, but, TK."

"Ken, I know. I don't want to leave either, but I have to. I have to clean up the house and everything like that. Then I have to do a few errands for my mom I promised her I'd do today."

`When had TK actually talk to his mother. Must've been on the phone or something.'

"Ok, then. I guess I should take care of my bag than and start on the laundry."

"There now, see." TK said giving him a kiss on the cheek, gentle but full of love all the same. "You can find stuff to do. I'll see you tomorrow ok."

"Ok."

TK left and soon after Ken heard the front door shut and his mom's cheerful voice saying good-bye to TK.

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TK didn't want to leave either. He would have much rather kissed Ken silly and maybe have a love-filled sex with him and than sleep flawlessly that night with Ken in his arms or him in Ken's arms.

He looked around and saw the same-acting nuts that Ken had a fit over on the way there. He had a strange feeling that he was being followed but it could've just been some of the people that were trying to get close to him. He could take care of them easy. He'd just sip up his jacket and than no one would…jacket?

TK looked down at himself and immediately noticed his jacket wasn't with him. `Must've left it at Ken's. I just head back real fast and get it.'

TK turned around and headed for the building at a run. He barely started when he was passing a dark alleyway. He could've sworn someone was staring at him but he didn't stop running. As soon as he was in front of the alley a pair of hands grabbed out for him and pulled him in.

TK gasped and felt dirty hands wrapped around him. He was being carried. TK closed his eyes and started struggling against the person, but it was no use, the person just held on to him tighter. One hand was pressed firmly against his mouth to keep him from calling for help. TK had enough and bit the hand as hard as he could and soon after he tasted the metallic taste of blood. The person cursed him, it was a man, and TK was dropped to the rock and trash filled ground and ran the opposite direction. He didn't get too far before someone grabbed his right ankle and dragged him to the ground. He bit his tongue and drew blood. He spit it out quickly and was hastily picked it up from the hands again and thrown against the wall, his head getting the most damage he dropped to the ground. He heard the person laugh a little and that was all, he soon blacked out.

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TK's mother was getting worried. TK shouldn't have taken this long to go to Ken's and back. It had been about four hours since TK left his note on the table in case his mother woke up before he got back. He had put the time in which he and Ken had left and there were no recordings on the answering machine saying he decided to stay for a bit.

She finally got restless. She picked up the phone and dialed Ken's number, provided by TK on the note as well.

She got the answering machine.

"Hello." Came the cheerful voice, which had to be Ken's mother. "You've reached the Ichojouji (AN: Spelling?) Residence. I'm sorry you weren't able to reach us at the moment, but if you leave a message we'll be sure to get back to as soon as possible. BEEEEEEP!"

"Hello, this is TK's mother. Um...I was just wondering if my son was over there since TK hadn't come back yet. Could you have him call or come home as soon as you can? I'd very much appreciate it. I'm very worried that something might've happened to him. Thank you."

She hung up the phone and started to pace the room.

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`…TK hadn't come back yet…I'm worried that something might've happened to him…"

Ken had been busy unpacking his overnight bag when the phone rang. He hadn't heard it until the loud beep of the answering machine turned on and he raced to answer it but stopped dead when he heard whom it was.

His parents had gone to the grocery store and wouldn't be back for a few hours. He turned to look at the door. TK had left through it a few hours ago. That's when it caught his sight…the jacket. TK's jacket was still there.

Ken could feel the tears coming and he let them.

TK hadn't come back home yet. But why? He said he had things to do but he wrote a note saying he'd be right back. Ken saw him write it and put it on the table under the napkin holder. TK even said he had to get home. He wouldn't go straight to the errands, would he? NO! Not with that shirt on at least. He said he's only wear it for Ken so he would've gone home to change at least the shirt, right.

"TK!" Ken shouted out to no one in particular. It echoed through the rest of the empty halls and other rooms of the house. The tears were coming out full time now. TK just wasn't the type of person to not let someone know where he was.

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The young blonde's mind slowly came back into focus. He felt a bit weak and didn't have the strength to open his eyes, but he heard and smelt it.

He heard someone who was somewhere nearby, probably at a table or sitting in some other chair. He heard them talking to themselves and laughing a bit under his croaked throat. TK strained his ears to try and hear what saying.

"My precious, my precious is all mine now, hehehe. As soon as my little precious wakes up."

`Precious? Could he be talking about him?'

TK smelt a great deal of alcohol in the room as well. Particularly in one spot of the room where the person was still muttering `my precious' over and over again.

He had an aching headache that made him just want to keel over and die. He had dried blood in his mouth from when he bit his tongue accidentally. He remembered the guy but he didn't want to think too much about it, it made his head hurt even more just to think. TK felt a bit uncomfortable and was about to rearrange himself to get comfortable.

TK felt his wrists and ankles wouldn't budge and his eyes shot open in realization.

"Awww, my little precious had awakened." The man said in the same croaking tone. He walked over to the boy.

TK took in his surroundings. He was in a small room with mattresses as the walls. There was this one mattress that had a doorknob and hinges set on it and TK guessed it was the door. There were no windows so it was pretty dark in the room minus a few candles that sat at the table. As TK a guessed there was a table and piled on top were quite a few dozen beer and wine bottle that were dumped over it and scattered around it at the floor. TK was tied to a bed with tight knots binding him to each post of the bed, spread eagle like.

The man, TK had difficulties taking in since he looked so frightful. The man was on the large side, not with a potbelly or anything, just a bit large. He had dark graying hair and it was very messy. His eyes were dark, filled with desire for…something TK didn't want to think about it, it hurt too much, they were small and almost black but more of an extremely dark brown. There was nothing much more to his features other than he looked way frightening and sent a chill up his spine and back.

TK tried to get away even thought he knew it was useless so the guy just as easily got closer.

"My precious, my little precious has finally woken up. Let's have a bit of fun shall we?" The guy got a weird glint in his eyes and TK could feel that he was in a world filled with both trouble and pain and if he wasn't already there than he was damn well heading for it and would be there any minute.

`This is some kind of dream. It has to be! Please wake up soon! Ken! Ken's going to wake me any second now and he's going to calm me down when I cry on his shoulder like I did for him.'

The guy was peeling off his clothing and smiled at TK with a sickening seductive smirk. TK was going to burst. He was crying just by looking at the man and even more tears came when the shirt was off and the man headed for his belt. On his hand TK saw a bandage with a few spots of dried blood could be seen. It was the place where TK had bitten him.

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Whew! My fingers hurt from all this typing! Okay so what'd you think? Good? Bad? Too whatever to mention? Ok, so I think I did really awesome today. 2 chapters posted in one day is pretty cool, at least to me. But that's only because it's a Saturday and I have a lot of time on my hands since all my teachers either give really easy homework that I can finish at lunch or in the end of class or they don't know what it is which is really cool so I have more time to right fics. Review and, if you want to, give me some ideas on the next chapter. I don't think I'm going to write anymore today though, but maybe tomorrow.