Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Battle Days ❯ Judgement ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: I don't own them. Any of them. I'll go crying. Maybe I'll come back. Maybe not. Enjoy…

Warnings: A really urgent warning: I read too much Zetsuai ^_^ Or am I the only one who thinks this whole story is getting a little bit too difficult. Anyway, hope you can enjoy it though. Ah, I nearly forgot. This is a yaoi story. The language isn't very tough but hm, I involved a little bit sex in it *giggleslikeanineyearoldschoolgirl* Oh heaven, I'm so embarrassing °~°

Well, ok. If you don't want to read about boys getting romantically involved, then how did you get so far in this story? At least, allow me to advise you not to read on. But if you like that kind of stuff please enjoy chapter III:

Battle Days

By Kimaro

Chapter III

Judgement…

"Do you think we…"

"No, leave them alone."

"But it's already 10 o'clock!"

"Correct me, but how long did we stayed in bed after…"

"Ok, ok. I'm just curious. He was in such a depressive mood the last weeks, I can't wait to see him happy again!" Mrs. Izumi smiled shortly and walked over to her husband and embraced him lovingly.

"Yeah, whatever you say, dear." He stroked her cheek quickly and released himself from her hug to continue putting away the clean dishes from breakfast. His wife looked at him concerned and crossed her arms defiantly.

"Is something the matter with you?" Mr. Izumi interrupted his doing and based on the worktop, sighing deeply.

"It shouldn't. But I can't help it." He got away from the work disk and turned towards his wife with an odd look on his face.

"I'm sorry, but I don't like the idea of what happened in there last night very much." During his words he nodded towards the open kitchen door. Mrs. Izumi knew he meant to point at Koushiros room and shook her head.

"We both already knew that he is…"

"I know, but that doesn't mean I like it! He is going to be in big trouble because of it, and you know that very well. Why do you think he isn't accepted by his classmates? I can tell you, it's because he is like he is, because he is ..."

"You're right, he is like he is! And if people don't get along with it, it's a pity, but their problem at all!"

"No, it's his problem if they treat him badly and he has to suffer from it, don't you get it?"

Mrs. Izumi stomped angrily and her kind eyes narrowed.

"I thought at least you as his father should back him up!"

"I do, good grief! But it would have been better if he stayed with girls anyway."

"Apart from that he never stayed with them before, he loves Tai. And it doesn't matter if he is a boy or a girl, there is something really special between the two of them." Mrs. Izumi calmed down and stepped forward, approaching her husband.

"Please, don't make them feel that there is something wrong about that" she muttered, gazing at him with her dark eyes.

"No, I won't do that." He sighed and continued while taking his wife into his arms: "Maybe I just have to get used to it."

"Know what? I really like the colour of your skin right here." Taichi pointed at a spot next to Koushiros collarbone and kissed it fondly. His lover glanced down at him and simpered.

"I can imagine, I think that is the only part of my body which had never been attended by some benign foot kicks."

Taichi looked up at the younger boy pitifully. He kissed his favourite spot again and then crawled up to take Koushiro into his arms. The smaller boy purred and snuggled up even closer to Taichis bare chest. He touched it with his fingertips and Taichi winced.

"Your hands are icy!" he wondered at this circumstance.

"It's already 10 o'clock and I haven't drunk my morning coffee yet" Koushiro muttered, his eyes closed and bewitched by Taichis infatuating fragrance. He somehow smelled like cedar, tart and earthy.

"May we go to the kitchen and get you some?"

"No, you're a far better occasion to warm up!" Taichi felt his lover smiling and kissed his reddish hair fondly while stroking it. Koushiros cold hands were wrapped around him and tried to pull him closer, even if it was nearly impossible.

"So we stay in bed the whole day?" Koushiro lifted his head at this words from his lover and gazed at him insecurely.

"If you want to get up, I've got no problem with that." Shyly he released the caramel-coloured body and drew back with a look of disappointment in his eyes.

"That's not what I wanted to say." Taichi sat up and reached for Koushiros neck. He stroked it gently and lowered his face until their lips met softly. The younger boy grabbed his lovers shoulder and pulled him down passionately. Taichi found himself on top of the redhead, their naked bodies pressed against each other, making him shiver in pleasure.

Suddenly Koushiro stopped their kiss and said with a very serious voice: "What's about tomorrow?"

"You mean school?" Taichi probed himself up on his elbows and looked down into the boys black eyes.

"I mean school."

"Really simple. If somebody gets too near to you I will cut out his insides with a spoon." Taichi threw a quick kiss at Koushiros nose and was rewarded with a cute smile.

"That means..."

"Exactly. If you want, I can kiss you in the hall in front of everybody to make clear you're mine and mine alone. Nobody should dare to lay his hands on you." Taichi realised Koushiros eyes became watery and gently laid his lips on them, first on the left, then on the right one.

"I'll always be there for you, no matter what. I will protect you just like you protected me."

Koushiro frowned with a lack of understanding.

"What do you mean?"

Taichi folded his arms across the other boys chest and placed his chin on top of it.

"I once heard when Mimi told Sora and Matt about how you started a fight with Takuto because he offended me."

Koushiros blushed slightly when he answered: "There was nothing special about that."

"Everything about you is special."

"I never knew you're such a toady" Koushiro chuckled.

"I never knew you're that beautiful when you're laughing." Taichi crawled up again and pressed his lips against his lovers demandingly. His hands tried to caress every inch of the frail body beneath him at the same time and he heard Koushiros breath becoming heavier. His mouth decided to concentrate itself on his lovers chest while his right hand started its work on a lower part of Koushiros body. His groaning became louder and he clinched onto his friend with pure pleasure.

Suddenly both of them stopped moving when they heard the doorbell ringing. Mr. Izumis heavy steps approached the door and came past Koushiros room. In the same moment Koushiro threw a look at his Digivice on the bedside locker and realised that there was a third small light on it, showing that another Destined was around. The boy let himself fell back and covered his face with both hands.

"Can't anybody call before visiting me?" He removed his hands and looked at Taichi unhappily. Then he slid out of the bed, reaching for his T-shirt and his boxershorts, which were lying next to his bed.

"You're not home" Taichi moaned, sneaking up behind Koushiro and embracing him.

"They've got Digivices themselves, Tai" Koushiro grinned, putting on his jeans. He freed himself from Taichis arms and turned around to kiss him quickly. The older boy pouted and starred at the red-haired guy leaving the room swiftly.

"I really don't know if he is ready...oh, Koushiro. Uhm, here is a visitor for you." Mr. Izumi avoided his sons eyes nervously and stepped back.

"Hey, Izzy, you look like you've just got out of bed!" Miyako walked in and grinned. Koushiro noticed the books in her arms and hit his forehead.

"Oh, I nearly forgot. You're here for learning maths." Miyako blinked and nodded enthusiastically.

"That's right, you promised to explain those Integral-thing to me!"

"Does it have to be today?" Koushiro looked at his father seeking for help, but Mr. Izumi only shrugged and left the two of them alone.

"Of course, if I want to pass test on Thursday! Apart from that, do you think I come here the whole way to leave the same moment? Sorry, but you should have been setting your alarm." With those words she brushed him aside and approached his room. Koushiro jumped in her way, fishing for some good excuses.

"No, I mean....maybe we can go to the living room...or..."

"I think it's better you two come in here." Taichi stood at the now opened door and grinned mischievously. He was fully dressed, but his hair was still rather messy.

"See, Tai got it right. By the way, good morning!" The girl walked into the room and Koushiro looked at Taichi tangled.

"I never understood those Integral-thing either, maybe I can learn something today" the taller boy smirked and followed Miyako. Koushiro did the same and shut the door behind. Miyako had already spread her books and sat on the floor with crossed legs.

"I'm ready!" she announced.

"O...K..." Koushiro protracted the word and made himself comfortable opposite to her. He started to explain with the routine of an A-level student, but still watched Taichi out of the corner of his eye. The boy first sat at the desk and looked like listening to him interested. After some time he slowly got to the floor and drew nearer his lover from behind, trying not to be to ostentatious. Finally he was close enough to put one hand on Koushiros hip and placing his chin on the redheads shoulder. Koushiro tried not to react, but he noticed Miyako starring at the two of them interrogatively. Suddenly she interrupted Koushiros elucidations and asked puzzled: "Is there something I should know?"

"You should know that the derivative of ex = ex " Koushiro answered.

"Oh, come on, Izzy! Are you two...?" Miyakos face suddenly wore a somehow dirty smile and Koushiro blushed slightly.

"Does it look like it?" Taichi asked, smiling as dirty as Miyako does.

"A little bit" The girl chuckled.

"Well, then..."

"Do you mind stopping this ridiculous game?" Koushiro hissed.

"Sorry, it is just...say 'unexpected'." Miyako leaned forward.

"If you two want me to go..."

"No, I promised to explain that to you!" Koushiro turned towards Taichi and commanded: "It's better you leave us alone until we're finished. Go, my mother will love to talk to you."

"And I love to talk to your mother" Taichi twitted and got up after he kissed Koushiros cheek fondly. He threw another quick look at Miyako before he closed the door behind him.

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"They're so sweet" Mimi sighed umpteenth. She nearly repeated that sentence every ten seconds throughout the day. It caused Yamato a small 'good-lord-if-she-wouldn't-stop-I-will-put-her-head-into-a-water-closet'-lo ok, but he swallowed a mean commentary, that tried to escape his tongue. Instead he smiled at the two love-birds that walked over to them. Taichi had laid his hand on Koushiros shoulder and smirked confidently, while the smaller boy wore a sheepishly smile on his face. Yamato turned towards Sora, who sat next to him and noticed her dreamy look. She was so sentimental.

"Hi, do we heckle you or may we sit down?" Taichi greeted, already making himself comfortable vis-à-vis of Mimi. Koushiro remained standing until Sora signed him to take a place. He sat down next to Taichi, avoiding to cuddle up to him too much.

"Great match", Yamato chuckled and noticed Koushiro skin turning dark red, just like his hair. Taichi only grabbed his lovers hand beneath the tabletop and nodded in agreement.

"Tough to believe, but this time you're right, Matt" he grinned and squeezed Koushiros hand gently.

"You haven't already noticed that I'm right all the time…?"

Taichi, Yamato, Sora and Mimi delved into a conversation about several times Yamato was right about anything and Koushiro first listened to them amused. Suddenly he got the feeling someone was watching him. He turned around and focused a group of students, primarily boys from his class, starring at him and talking to each other. It wasn't hard for Koushiro to imagine what their conversation was about. He had feared this situation the whole morning and now that he seemed to be faced with it, he still hadn't any idea what to do.

Without wanting it seemed that he had squeezed Taichis hand, because the boy turned around and spotted the group immediately.

"Don't mind them, Izzy" Sora said. She had realised Koushiros changing and now also looked at the group, which seemed to become nervous.

"Easy talk, isn't it?" Koushiro turned away from this unpleasant sight and starred at the table top in front of him. In the next moment he noticed Taichi standing up and aiming at the group, which shrunk on the prospect Taichis mad look promised.

"Tai, please…" Koushiro gasped. He raised from his seat and wanted to follow the brown-haired boy to stop him, but Yamato grabbed his forearm and shook his head.

"I think, he knows what he is doing" he whispered and forced Koushiro to sit down again.

"I fear he doesn't." Koushiro felt his heart beating faster and he nervously rubbed his forehead with his dark-blue sleeve.

"May I help you anyway?" Taichi smiled, but it took him a lot of self-control. Most of the boys starred at the ground embarrassed and tried to look impassively.

"Don't think anyone here wants your help." Taichi turned towards the slightly smaller boy. He recognised him as Takutos friend Koji and his smile disappeared. The memory of how the blonde guy tortured his beloved Koushiro made him forgetting about everybody else who was around. He collared Koji roughly and hissed: "I didn't expected you to provoke me a second time. Seems like you want me to teach you another lesson." Koji turned a shade of grey, but didn't replied. Suddenly his expression became hard and he said: "Get your dirty hands off of me, freak!"

Taichi did as he was told and smashed the blonde to the ground, towering above him with a more than mad look. Then he got to the ground too, slewed Koji and twisted his arms around. He heard the boy whimper and yelled: "Don't you like it? I'm sure you'll get used to it!"

He held Koji like that for another few seconds, then released him and stood up. He starred down at the younger boy, feeling the longing to hurt him a little more when he noticed a hand on his upper arm.

"Tai, please!" Koushiro dragged him away and refused to look at him till they reached the entrance of the school building. They turned the corner and Koushiro walked on until he was sure nobody was able to see them anymore. Then he stopped and turned towards his lover, looking at him despairingly.

"That was unnecessary."

"Who says that?"

"I say it! Do you think they treat us less worse if you trash them?"

"Do you think they treat us better anyway? I tell you something, they won't learn their lesson until someone teaches them…"

"They wouldn't learn their lesson this way either!" Koushiro yelled out. He turned away from Taichi and folded his arms. He always knew that his former leader was more the palpable than the subtle type. But he also knew, that this kind of dealing with the situation would make everything worse than it already was.

"Then, would you be so kind to share your outstanding intellect with me and tell me what to do else?"

Somehow hurt Koushiro turned his head half-way and whispered: "I didn't knew the last four years, can you tell why I should know now?"

Moments elapsed until Taichi calmed down and walked over to the smaller boy. He fondly stroked the red hair while talking.

"I'm sorry, I just got out of my mind. I wouldn't happen again, ok?"

"Promise!" Koushiro required. Taichi shortly tensed at the sharp voice. He buried his hands in his pockets and stepped back.

"That is a lot you're asking for" he said, his eyes focused on the floor.

"I know, but I don't want both of us to get into troubles because of these blockheads." Taichi looked up again and realised that Koushiro gazed at him with a slight smile. He nodded overdone.

"Ok, I promise. But I want you to promise that you tell me if someone doesn't treat you right!" Koushiro nodded also, but nearly unnoticeable.

"Ok." He reached out and waited 'til Taichi laid his hand into his own and drew him nearer.

"Gosh, we does it have to be so difficult?" Taichi moaned into Koushiros hair.

"I thought you like it that way?"

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"No, that is really not what I meant, Miyako!" Daisuke covered his head with his arms and crouched from the girl, who glanced at him madly.

"I really advise you that!" Miyako sizzled and leaned back crossing her arms over her chest.

"I think, what Daisuke wanted to say, is that the situation is unexpected" Iori interjected with his well known calm voice. Daisuke nodded and pointed at the young boy while looking at Miyako.

"That's exactly what I wanted to say. Thanks, Iori."

"You're welcome" the boy said, looking like he was caught in deep thoughts.

"What's the matter with you?" Ken propped on his thighs and gazed at Iori awaiting. The boys green eyes shooed across the ground and it seemed like he wasn't sure what to say. Finally he lifted his face and looked at his three friends.

"I know it sounds weird, but I got a really bad feeling about this."

Miyako jumped to her feet and clinched her fists in rage again.

"You were the last one I expected to criticize them!"

"Miyako, calm down. I don't criticize them. I just said that I got a bad feeling about it."

"Why?" Daisukes large brown eyes blinked uncomprehending and he threw a look at Ken, who watched Iori intently.

"I don't know. It's just a feeling."

"So then, when did you turned into a medium?" Miyako wasn't sure if she wanted to make a joke or to be mean, Iori looked puzzled and hurt anyway. He leaned forward and his now chin-long hair covered his embarrassed face.

"Sorry." The girl sat down next to her younger friend and hugged him.

"It's ok. Maybe you're right, it was a dumb feeling. Forget about it." The twelve year old smiled at her and combed back his hair.

"But he is right, a relationship like this can mean a lot of troubles." Ken rubbed his chin and watched the grey sky above them, that promised rain soon.

"They can manage them. You should have seen them together, just adorable!" Miyako sighed dreamily.

"I could imagine" Ken chuckled and smiled at the girl in agreement. Daisuke, still rather confused about what he had heard, scratched his head. Then he decided to involve into the conversation.

"I know a lot of people in our school who won't be happy with the two of them together."

"Why should anybody be unhappy with it?" Miyakos arms still were slung around Ioris shoulders.

"Don't ask me! I got a D in Psychology!" Daisuke averted.

"One of those unsolved problems of mankind…" Ken whispered. Iori, who had freed himself from Miyakos embrace, frowned angrily.

"Always the same with those dorks" he railed. Daisuke looked at him surprised.

"Actually, they're friends of mine." He felt three pairs of eyes piercing him and he blushed deeply.

"I wonder how it's possible that you got friends like that beside friends like Ken." Miyako shook her head.

"They're not only homophobic I think. It's just one of their not so good attributes" Ken defended his friend.

"Of course!" Daisuke clutched at this straw.

"And what shall we do about those people?" Miyako asked. She really wanted to help Taichi and Koushiro.

"Tolerance isn't something that can be taught one day to the other. I fear Taichi and Koushiro will have a lot of obstacles in their way. But when they're put away, it would be a lot easier for the following."

Ken smiled at Ioris words and nodded satisfied.

"I always knew you're a bright boy" he grinned honestly.

to be continued…

Authors note: Hm, I don't know. I think this one became a little bit boring. Maybe except the part of Taichi trashing Koji. I enjoyed writing it ^_^! To all those Zetsuai fans out there: I used the names Koji and Takuto because I really don't know much Japanese names. I had to use those I was able to find, and Zetsuai was the first Manga I read. Don't hate me, I really like them. And it's just their names. I apology though!

Chapter IV: Violence