Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ BLASTED ❯ BLASTED ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Wormmon (in the director's chair with a script): Okay, so it is Kaito/Kenato...
Kaiser: YIPPY! I get to screw!
Yamato: What about my salary? (snatches the script) ... WHAT?! THIS IS FOR FREE? This is FANFICTION?! They won't pay me for my screen time?!
Wormmon: ..humorous yaoi lemon with craziness galore.
Yamato: I quit!
Ken: Please, don't go! Don't leave me with... him!
Kaiser: Hehe...
Wormmon: Crap#1. Yamato and Ken are digimon. This is a different kind of digimon, mind.
Yamato: Who made this?
author: (crawls away)
Wormmon: Good news. The author doesn't own Digimon.
Yamato: What is a yaoi lemon?
Ken: Lemon is an explicit sex scene.
Kaiser: Yaoi is two boys fucking for readers' kicks.
Yamato: (SCREAM)(SCREAM)(SCREAM)
Wormmon: We need one bomb, one ShogunGekomon, one Taichi, two Digivices, one Kaiser's base, handcuffs, one ice-cream, one whip, one Digital forest, one Odaiba, one Wormmon (that's me), one Kaiser, one Ken, one Yamato,... many readers. Okay, we have everything, except the readers.
Ken: Is there a problem? I can give Daisuke to read.
Yamato: I'm too EXPENSIVE a character to play in a FREE yaoi lemon! Take Jyou! Take Iori! HELP!
Kaiser: I'll get the readers. Don't worry about that.
author: Make sure you get reviewers too.
Wormmon: Start.

"Hey, Ken! Ichijouji! Fancy meeting you here," Yamato caught up with the boy with long dark hair, framing his pale face. Ken smiled briskly in acknowledgement and hiding his face scurried away. A small crowd turned towards them at the name of 'Ichijouji'.

"Yamato-san, what a surprise," Ken said unemotionally. "What are you doing here, I wonder? You still play children games?"

Yamato carelessly walked beside him with his fists in the pockets of his too-tight jeans. "And you?" he parried, sweeping his blue eyes over picturesque windows of computer centres, crowding the street.

"Just in dire need of fresh air," Ken retorted and dove into one inconspicuous-looking Internet cafe. Yamato followed him like on a hook.

Ken rounded on him furiously. "Can I, please, have some privacy in Internet?!" he shouted. The indigo-haired boy reached an unoccupied booth with a computer and glared at the blonde teen.

"Sure," Yamato flashed him a smile and turned around, looking for the exit, when Ken drew his hand from behind his back in a single moment and activated a port to the Digiworld with his dark digivice. Yamato nimbly turned back and grabbed the rim of Ken's trousers and let both of them get sucked into the Digital realm.

They rolled on the grass when the television spurted them out and Yamato flattened Ken to the ground. "What the fuck you're thinking, Ken?!" he yelled.

Ken panted heavily under the weight of his body and tried to push him out of his way. The blonde had a second look and noticed that Ken had undergone considerable changes. Yamato knocked the Kaiser's shades from the boy's face and shook him by the shoulders.

"Ken, what the fuck, I thought you were normal!!!"

"I WAS!" the Kaiser kicked his knee in Yamato's thigh and crawled from under him. "Airdramon!..." he called, then realized his blackringed digimon weren't so blackringed anymore. "Shit, WORMMON, come here at once, you stupid piece of crap!"

Yamato staggered to his feet. "Ken..."

"You will call me MASTER!" The Kaiser uncoiled his whip, his eyes deprived of his shades glistened dangerously.

"Whoa..." Yamato leaned his back on a tree. "Explain, my undying love, why do you need Kaiser again for?"

The Kaiser strutted to him and circled his waist with his whip. He raised his lips to Yamato's lips and hissed through his gritted teeth, "I have things to accomplish, honey..."

Yamato tugged at the cord around his ribs nervously. "Wonderful, baby," he agreed, trying to keep his voice from quivering.

"Ken?" another trembling voice rose between the trees.

"MASTER!" the Kaiser turned on his heels to the source, which was a small round-eyed green digimon.

"M-m-master..." Wormmon instantly submitted to his authority. He wasn't ready to argue with an armed Kaiser.

The Kaiser strode into the depth of the forest, knocking the bushes aside, annoyed. Yamato picked Wormmon and towed after the mighty ruler.

"My former base," the Kaiser muttered to himself. "Where is it? Somewhere here... WORMMON!"

"Yes?" squeaked the frightened digimon.

"Did you keep my base safe as I have ordered?!" thundered the wild-looking boy.

Yamato sighed. "Ken... Your Highness... can you keep Kaiser a bit quiet?"

"NO, HE CAN'T!" the Kaiser bellowed. "I remember a secret that can prove crucial to the existence of the Digital World! I had to sneak into his subconscious and click on a dream to rub the meaning into his slow brain!..." he continued. "Well, of course, AFTER he went all goody and kind, I couldn't stay cruel. I HAVE to save this world, understand?!"

"I'm sure it was very important if Ken let you run wild..." Yamato trailed off and stared at something towering behind the Kaiser.

The disguised boy turned sharply and hissed.

"It's uhm... it's Ultimate..." Yamato swallowed, frozen on the spot and staring at a huge froggish ShogunGekomon.

The Kaiser snorted. "It means my base is close. Those slimy Gekomons adore infesting abandoned places with their foul bodies!"

The ShogunGekomon heard, roared in rage and began to pump itself up for a screeching attack. The Kaiser seemed an obnoxious fly from his height. Wormmon was writhing out of Yamato's hands in blown panic.

"Bring Ken here! Let me digivolve! Ken!" he screamed.

"And just who you're gonna digivolve to - a miserable Champion?! You son of a maggot...!" the Kaiser shouted.

ShogunGekomon locked his blind gaze on the figure of the boy and unleashed the full force of his attack on the adamant intruder. Yamato dropped screaming Wormmon in the bushes. The digimon's screams stopped abruptly.

"Ken!" Yamato leapt and gathered Ken into his arms.

"M u s i c a l F i s t!" An awful screech sliced a path through dense Digital jungles. ShogunGekomon turned his bulky head and emitted another piercing sound that burst the ground in a fountain near the sprawled boys. Yamato raised his head and started brushing the earth crumbs from his sacred hair. The wild-haired boy purred in appreciation into his chest.

"Your skin smells nice," Kaiser murmured. "What is it? Hugo Boss?"

"It's not a good time for guessing my perfume!" the blonde struggled out at the same time pushing the wandering hands from the fly of his jeans.

"Every time is good enough," the boy on the ground said philosophically.

"M u s i c a l F i s t!" The shower of earth and twigs and leaves covered them.

"I've had enough!" Yamato growled and rose to his feet. A beam of sound rocketed towards him. Things happened very fast. Yamato met the attack with his palms outstretched and his legs apart for better balance. Light exploded around him, his clothes disappeared in the digital data, new clinging attire materialized on his glowing body. His hair rose into a wave in the air and two bright angel wings folded out behind his back. Yamato's mouth opened,

"A n n i h i l a m o n D e s t r u c t i o n S o u r c e E v o l v e ... V e n g e a n c e m o n!"

The white attire shone with different colours as if trying to decide about them and finally changed into blue and green. The angel battle type digimon shot like an arrow into the sky. The Kaiser watched the transformation with a wry smile on his lips.

"M u s i c a l F i s t!" said abashed ShogunGekomon.

"C o n c i l i a t i o n!" countered his opponent. The attack was wisked away like whipped cream.

"Kill'im!" Kaiser cheered. "Tear'im in two! Slice him into million pieces! Crush him into digital dust!!! Way to go, Vengeancemon!"

Vengeancemon floated down, slung the gloating Kaiser over his arm and soared high.

"U l t i m a t e R e v e n g e!" he shouted, summoning his lightning attack. ShogunGekomon was a coward and fled before the attack hit him. Facing a Mega digimon and a kicking Kaiser who was pulling faces and crying offenses like 'overgrown frog' and 'kick his ass, Vengeancemon!', was the last straw.

"I can see my base!!!" the Kaiser yelled, indicating a hole in the ground. Vengeancemon dropped through the treetops and into the damp dark cave that smelled of old basement. His feet crunched on luminescent mushrooms that had grown all over the cave floor. He reverted to Yamato and let the Kaiser down.

"You should have used Thunderstruck," Kaiser pouted. "And blown him up!"

"That's Paralyzing Source. I can't go to such a powerful source without a digivice," Yamato yawned, tired.

"One day, I'm gonna steal your digivice from Taichi," the wild boy grimly promised. "And make you mine personal guardian!"

Yamato's eyes sparkled dangerously and not a bit humanly. "Now I know what secret thoughts you nurse. Is having Ken as a guardian not enough?"

The boy shrugged indifferently.

A torn Bakemon floated up to them.

"Bakemon!!!" the Kaiser cracked his whip and sliced the ghostly digimon in two. "I love killing Bakemon!" He laughed maniacally and surged inside his long-forgotten base, whipping numerous Bakemon in a glee.

"Finish your business already," Yamato yawned again, picking Wormmon up. The digimon had fallen in the cave right after Yamato flung him away. They moved down the main passage. Small trees grew there. Yamato poked his head into a side passage and found a bedroom. The dim light was enough to make out the black silky sheets and red pillars with golden hieroglyphs on them. The blonde whistled.

"So, that's what the Kaiser was doing when not conquering the Digiworld," he muttered. "And you'd think he was 11 years old..."

Yamato moved further down the hall until he reached the monitor room and the Kaiser.

"There must be the bomb," the wild boy pondered aloud, scrutinizing the monitor room and cursing under his breath. "Found it!" He kicked a pile of old boxes away from a huge wired device with flickering lights that stated 3.45 and were going backwards very fast. "I had Datamon made this," the Kaiser said proudly. "I planned to set it off with my downfall, if I failed..." a dark expression clouded his eyes. "And I did. It was supposed to blow up in two years' time. And this bomb was designed to take half of the Server with it." He smiled evilly. "Now to stop it..."

He bent over, examining the wires and the clock and pipes. Suddenly, he hit it with his fist and shouted, "How to stop this thing?! WORMMON?!"

"How should I know?" Wormmon raised his round weeping eyes at Yamato. "Why is he always picking on me?"

Yamato patted his back in compassion. The Kaiser was bouncing on the bomb but the figures kept running. To top it all, it beeped and red letters flamed up on the walls:

DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER DANGER

"Fuck it, fuck it, fuck it!" the dark-haired boy stomped his foot on the clock and tried to break the glass.

"Uhm, careful..." Yamato started. The figures shifted to 2.10.

Wormmon sobbed. "Bring Ken, he's cleverer than this sadistic idiot, he'd know how to stop it."

Kaiser seemed to like that idea. "Eurica!"

Suddenly Ken was bouncing on the bomb instead of the Kaiser. An expression of surprise fleeted across his face and he toppled backwards into the boxes.

"Ken, stop the bomb," Yamato asked. "Uhm, are you okay?"

"Yeah..." came a shocked grunt from the floor.

"Hurry!" Wormmon screamed, watching the figures jump to 1.59.

Yamato bit his lip and wondered if his digitalised angel side guaranteed him a resurrection somewhere. Ken scrambled up from the floor and held his dizzy head between his hands.

"Ohhhh," he moaned. "Was I away long?"

"Ken, the bomb..."

"Wormmon, did I hurt you?!" the boy asked worriedly.

"The bomb, Ken..."

Wormmon broke in tears.

"Ken-chan!!!" The digimon jumped into Ken's arms and sobbed in satisfaction.

Yamato gulped.

1.00.

Ken disengaged himself from the happy reunion and frowned at the bomb. "Yamato, would you help me turn it over? I don't understand anything about it."

Yamato gritted his teeth, "Charming, Ken."

They hauled the bomb upside down.

"There!" Ken said and pointed to the switch that was marked 'off'. He pressed it down. The lights on the walls dimmed but the clicking sound of the clock didn't stop. "I think... it was just one of the Datamon's tricks..." Ken said slowly.

0.30.

Yamato turned to face Ken. "Listen," he appealed to Ken's lustful side. "In the tunnel back there, I saw a huge bedroom with black silky sheets and golden pillars. It would be a pity if it were wasted. You would look so delicious in it with me. Consider this, genius..."

Ken fought the temptation. "Uhm..." he whispered and glared at the bomb. He pulled a whip from his waist, uncoiled it slowly... "I'm not sure if it works..." Ken said carefully. "In case it doesn't work, I will digivolve to Mega level and blow the bomb at 20 thousand km height. My Pacific Source might serve as the protection wall and I'll be able to sustain at least 1000 atmospheres. But there is always a miniscule chance that the blast will rip the fabric of the Digital world and create a crater of less tension than the surrounding space, which will suck the neighbouring space in a powerful whirlpool. It will affect the flow of time and space and as a result I might resurface in any time and any world there is..." Ken sighed. "Please, don't tell Daisuke it was my fault, he's gonna kill me, that is, if he finds me in bordering worlds. Uhm, Yamato, you've been a great lover, thanks. Tell Miyako, I'll never marry her. And, take care of Wormmon for me?"

Yamato sighed. "Being pessimistic, ain't you?"

Ken shrugged and as the clock tick-tacked... 0.10

... brushed the cord lovingly, concentrated on the device at his feet... 0.07

...raised his whip in the air and brought it down on the metal with all his force. The whip cracked. 0.06

0.05

0.04

Ken breathed shallowly and flung his sweaty hair from his face. He turned to Yamato with an apologetic smile.

"Well, it didn't work... "

0.04

The bomb disintegrated in the digital dust. Low humming of the base and dimmed light from the walls went dead, and the boys found themselves in darkness. Ken's eyes glistened softly. His other side switched on.

"Did you say 'bedroom'?" he asked in the dark. Yamato allowed himself to breathe which was totally unfounded. Ken's lips pressed to his with an urgent moan. Yamato stumbled back in the hall and felt for the door to the bedroom. Lights flickered on and several lamps went off in sparks of electricity and low metallic humming resumed. The base's self-destruction mechanism switched on.

"Uhm," the Kaiser moaned, pushing Yamato with his back to the wall. "Base's gonna blow up soon..."

A knee was thrusted between his legs spreading them apart. The Kaiser squeezed in and brushed the handle of his whip on Yamato's groin. The musician gave a low moan. The Kaiser unclasped his cloak that fell to the floor with dull thud and arched his body in a manifestation of his desire. He repeated all of Yamato's movements, clinging close like a second skin.

Yamato drove him to the bed, and they fell on it and locked their hands together, their lips meshed into each other's, half-sporting their battling tongues. The Kaiser hit his whip on Yamato's spine in indication that he wanted to be on top. The blonde didn't wish to be the object of attention of the notorious whip and obediently rolled over. A temptation to run for his life was irresistible but his practical self informed him that in that case he would end up beaten, which wouldn't stop the Kaiser from humping him in the dirtiest sense of the word.

The Kaiser pushed up with his arms and knees, catching his prey with nimble fingers, and brought his mouth down on his throat. His thighs straddled Yamato's waist and he rubbed their groins together - slowly, intolerably, sensually, the sharp peaks of his knees driving over his ribs and the soft line of his belly where the pale skin of the dark-haired rogue met the delicious naked skin of the blonde's stomach.

It is a miracle how fast clothes can disappear in the digital world.

One moment two scantily dressed boys rubbed against each other, the next - their clothes off, they arched with loud oblivious moans, craving for the forbidden action. Yamato threw his arms over the head letting the Kaiser caress his chest and the inner side of his arms. The lock clicked loudly and the boy arched his neck to see that his hands were chained to a pillar.

"Kai..." he groaned. "This time I hope you brought lubricant...?"

"What?" the Kaiser said, straightening his back in a rider's position on Yamato's midsection.

"Nothing..." Yamato scowled and started making up a truthful story to later explain Taichi his limping. He hated cheating on Taichi unless Ken was involved. Well, he could always say that the Kaiser imprisoned, chained and raped him - the excuse every Digidestined used at one point in their lives (or twice, or multiple times or a hundred times, or, in case of Daisuke, every night) when they didn't want to explain why they were late for evening meals/school/dates. Anyway, that was a damned good summary of his case.

Kaiser slid down his body and without any preparation took him into his mouth and licked.

Yamato cried out and tried to place his hands on the head of the sucking boy and direct him to the most sensual areas. The chain holding his hands tensed and rattled. He gave a protesting groan. The master smirked and touched the tip of his sex with his tongue. It was a thorough lick, the one when you actually taste what your tongue happens to run on and you enjoy it. Yamato wriggled like mad. A whip was cracked on his hips.

"You be quiet," he warned.

"Ken, please!..."

"You want me to gratify your lust, slave?"

"YES!"

"Right," Kaiser mumbled. "Wormmon!" he called imperiously. "Lubricant."

Wormmon gulped and sidled to the bed with his eyes screwed shut. Kaiser took a bowl of ice-cream from his front claws and shooed the digimon away.

He threw back his long limp dark hair, moved up his body on his muscular hands (you bet they were muscular - this sexy whip moves were exercised) and pressed Yamato's hips down with his ass. He shivered in pleasure and straightened his elegant naked back. His chest was billowing with deep intakes of air. The child of Friendship basked in delight until Kaiser reached out with his lubricated hand, grabbed his cock and pushed it into his ass without so much as stretching himself. Ken gave a strangled cry and shifted to accommodate. Then he stopped.

"Oh thank God!" Yamato breathed out. His thoughts were scattered away when the smaller boy wickedly bounced on his hips.

"Ahnng!" Yamato gasped feeling his general source of pleasure slide up and down Ken's ass and writhed in frustration unable either to continue the bliss or flee it. "Oh Ken!" Yamato begged. He raised his head and faced the boy with a whip between his teeth and a bowl of ice cream in his hands. "Oh my God, I'm dead..."

"You want ice-cream or whip first?"

Considering that the boy with indigo hair spoke around the whip in his mouth and Yamato's mind at present quivered on the tip of his penis, it was hard for him to interpret his words.

"Ken, please..."

"If you say so..." he placed the bowl aside. "Scream for me."

The tyrant took his whip out of his mouth and expertly cracked it over Yamato's stomach. His victim tried to double in pain but being stranded between Kaiser and handcuffs, only jerked his hips up and an unbearable delight descended from the tip of his cock to his toes.

"GOD!" he cried.

Next time the blonde opened his eyes, tears streaked down the sides of his face. Kaiser laughed, "God won't help you out, Yamato-sama..." He cracked the whip again. Yamato arched in a mixture of pain and pleasure with a wild cry on his lips.

"OH SHIT!"

Kaiser's face was flushed with lust. He licked his lips. A whip struck again.

"OH FUCK!"

And again. His body levitated and landed on the sheets.

"HOLY..."

And again. Yamato shuddered in violent orgasm.

"...FUCK!"

Kaiser by this time had got rather fond of the game. He hardly managed to keep himself in check. His eyes threatened to roll up and his head fell back several times, exposing tense pale throat. He gulped down the air but couldn't get enough. Beads of sweat gathered on his body. He slid off Yamato's penis, regardless of semen spluttered on his thighs and ensuring a mental hold on his bursting erection, began Phase Two of his ingenious plan.

The base shook with a premonition of destruction.

Somewhere in the middle of Phase Two, Yamato clenched a piece of black silk bedsheet with his teeth and moaned. The lower part of his body where the heat was unbearable with the second time he was hard as a stick, was covered with ice-cream and Ken took his time to eat it off him in small portions.

"Enough... enough.... Ken..."

Yamato buried his face in the covers already soaked with his odour. Chains kept him in place but Yamato knew that he would jump out of his skin if the torture lasted another minute.

"Yamato... Shall I send Wormmon to gather wild strawberries?" Ken whispered wickedly in his ear. Yamato's hair stood on end.

"No, please, no, no, no... Ken, the base's gonna blow up, right?"

"I remember that," Ken blew on his wet neck playfully. "You want me inside of you?"

"Ken!..."

"Okay, handsome."

After the Kaiser was satiated, Ken's kind side took control. His gentle fingers traced the sides of his stomach with whip burns on it and the light touch made Yamato all relaxed.

Ken snuggled to his back and threw his limbs around him. His hand rested on Yamato's chest, caressing his nipples, and his legs went round his hips. Ken entered him, covered in slick layer of melted ice-cream, and moaning exclamations of his name, thrusted into him, injecting pleasure with every motion. Yamato shook and bit the covers, purring Ken's name over and over again.

Hand closed on Yamato's cock, feeling of completeness, damp smell of Yamato's skin - it drove Ken mad and a shudder ran through his body. His every sense was engraved in his brain. The rhythm could only be followed by the greatest pleasure Ken ever knew. He orgasmed.

Yamato came as the bed knocked against the wall. A soft 'Ken...' was born into the air.

"What a racket..." he sighed when his lungs allowed a careful exhale.

A passionate kiss on his temple told him more than ten thousand lovers could.

The boys took few minutes to catch their breath and sort out their limbs.

"Yama-chan," he smiled, "Let's get out of here.."

"Where are my clothes?" the blonde looked around sleepily. His chains jingled and Yamato realized he was still imprisoned in the bed. Ken assumed a puzzled look.

"I... I don't have the key..." he whispered.

Yamato hit his head on the pillow. "When's the explosion?"

"Uhm..." said Ken and Yamato understood it as 'any moment now'. "Wormmon," Ken said sadly. "Run away. Save yourself. Now."

"NO!"

"RUN!!!"

The green caterpillar digimon held back his tears and hurried to the exit. Ken placed his head on Yamato's shoulder and sighed.

"That's it. Can you imagine what the Chosen will say when they get here and see that a huge chunk of the Digital forest is gone?"

Yamato didn't waste time on thinking. "I can hear Taichi saying 'what the fuck you were doing here' right now..." he commented.

Ken realised he could hear it as well. He threw a quick glance at the doorway and blurted out, "Look, Taichi-san, I can explain... Don't get mad... It was an accident... I ... Yamato... We... erm..."

Yamato turned his head and met Taichi's dark stare. The brown-haired teen surveyed the scene in a defensive pose.

"So," Taichi said. "Your digivice showed where you are and I was worried and I came here and THIS !!!"

"Uhm," Yamato and Ken said. Then blushed since they were naked like babies.

"Tai.."

"WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST I DO NOW, YAMATO?!!"

Ken and Yamato exchanged glances.

"Join us?" Ken offered.

"YOU DIRTY..."

A rumble from the centre of the base and a small earthquake shook the ground beneath Taichi. He dropped to one knee. A flash of orange followed from the hall and a fireball hurled toward him. The base of the Digimon Kaiser started to disintegrate. In the brunette's hand the digivice burst with digital light.

"TAICHI!" Yamato cried and his eyes glowed the same light as the digivice in the hand of the one he was made to protect.

"A n n i h i l a m o n P a c i f i c S o u r c e E v o l v e ... V e n g e a n c e m o n!"

Two shining wings sprouted from his back. The chains melted away from his wrists and the angel digimon was guarding Taichi against the explosion. The human sank into the arms of his digimon and fell under enchanted sleep that affected anybody who touched an angel.

The cave shook viciously with more explosions.

"Let's get out of here, Veilmon!"

Ken felt a tickle of power stream down his back. He was also turning into the digimon.

"V e i l m o n P a c i f i c S o u r c e E v o l v e ... C h a r m m o n!"

Two angels soared out of the collapsing ruins of the Kaiser's prime base and into peaceful Digiworld sky. Two glowing pairs of wings - one snowy white, the other jet black - illuminated the Digital world to the utter horror of its inhabitants, who knew - Guardians were always bad news, period.

"Know what?" said one angel to the other. "When Taichi-san comes to his senses, tell him the explosion is his fault. Something about Agumon being overexcited and burning down half the forest, okay? So that we won't be punished."

"Charming, Charmmon. Take that - P a r a l i z e S o u r c e... T h u n d e r s t r u c k!"

"Ouch, that hurt! Okay, let's not argue over that trifle. Who cares who destroyed the forest anyway? Hey, toss me your human, let's play volleyball..."

"Keep your hands to yourself! T h u n d e r s t r u c k!"

"Hey! Not fair! You know that I can't use my most powerful attack without Daisuke's digivice! How about that - C o p y A n n i h i l a t i o n S u m m o n!"

"HURT, you little!..."

"HAHA!"

"U l t i m a t e R e v e n g e!"

"Missed me! C o p y A n n i h i l a t i o n S u m m o n!"

"Loser! You won't get me!"

"Oh holy shit... Where's the forest?!" cried the indigo-haired angel looking down at the scorched area that was once a Digital Forest.

Wormmon snorted. 'Lucky thing I can program myself into Ken-chan's body...' he thought and scampered away into the back of Charmmon's mind.

The boys emerged from the computer late in the evening. Ken followed Yamato out of the Internet cafe, paying a huge amount of money to the clerk. The blonde, still holding limp dark-haired boy in his arms, turned to Ken who nursed snuffling Wormmon.

"Ken, I have very dim recollections of what happened in the Digital world. What about you?" Yamato gave the boy a strict look. Ken swallowed and examined the tile of the pavement. He sighed bitterly.

"Me too..."

"Deal." Yamato nodded. Taichi moaned and Yamato hushed him down sweetly. "Tsk, love, we're going home.."

"Ken-chan..." Wormmon murmured and cuddled to his chest.

"So, Ichijouji, you're staying at Daisuke tonight?"

"Yes. And I don't remember having wild sex orgy with you at the Kaiser's base," Ken recited dully.

Yamato snorted, "You always say that..."

"Not always!" Ken argued. "And I keep my promises!"

Yamato tripped him, caught him with his free arm and pressed his open mouth to Ken's. The smaller boy didn't seem at all abashed at being French kissed in the middle of the street by his friend's boyfriend.

"I don't know why I do it with you," Yamato whispered as his lips wandered off.

"Because we got married on the whim and you're officially my husband?" Ken asked innocently.

"In your dreams, Kaiser!..."

A menacing laugh flew over the Tokyo Bay.

Wormmon: Cut.
author: (sweatdrop)
Yamato: Oh? Guess how I feel!!
Kaiser: Hng...
Ken: Nobody tells Daisuke? Please?...
Yamato: That's it. I'm going to audition for a role in Zetsuai. (walks away, dragging unconscious Taichi with him)
Ken: Do you think they'll kick me out of Bodyheat after that?
Kaiser: I'll take your role then. Now that the Mistakes We Make are finished, I'm sooo open to propositions...