Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Drifting Pieces ❯ Devil in You ( Chapter 5 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Author’s Note:
This fic was originally partially posted at the end of 2010. Since then, I have rewritten every single chapter and done a serious edit as well as finished the story. If you have not visited since October of 2010, I recommend that you start over. It’s worth it (05/2012).

This chapter has sexually suggestive situations. You have been warned. I hope you enjoy and please review!


Chapter 05: Devil in You

Daisuke gnawed on his pencil ravenously as he starred at the wall clock. Time seemed to be going by painfully slowly and it was starting to feel like the big hand was never going to reach the twelve.

Beside him, Hikari leaned over slightly and whispered, “Didn’t you eat lunch, Daisuke? That pencil can’t be very tasty.”

He blinked down at the stub that was left then tossed it aside carelessly with a heavy sigh. How could this day drag on so slowly? Didn’t it know that he had places to be? More specifically, didn’t it know that he had to go see Ken?

Daisuke considered it his duty to go and free Ken from the evils of school and oppressive responsibility. It was also his duty to spend the night and eat up all of Ken’s food while making sure that the boy didn’t even so much as glance at his school books.  

He couldn’t get over the feeling that had come to him just a couple of days ago in the park. It was an over powering feeling that Ken was in some sort of trouble.

After the odd encounter at the park, he had barely been able to think about much else. To make matters worse, he had gotten word that Ken had picked up Wormmon a whole day early without so much as sending him an email. He couldn’t help but feel a little rejected.

Glancing at the clock again, he could swear that it had stopped ticking all together. He gave a frustrated sigh and flopped over his desk with a pitiful cry of despair that earned him a look from the teacher.

Damn private schools! Ken got out over twenty minutes ago!

He was about to give up all hope that he would ever get out of the class when the bell rang. He bolted up out of his seat and was nearly to the door before the bell even finished ringing.

“Daisuke! Wait up!” Takeru hurried after him.

Daisuke grumbled and ran in place, waiting for the others to catch up.

“I know its break, but come on!” Takeru smirked and held out Daisuke’s forgotten notebook and bag that he had left sitting next to his desk.

“Got a hot date or something?” Miyako smirked as she sauntered up to them.

Daisuke blushed deeply and snatched back his bag and book. “No! I just… It’s break! I’m ready to go relax! Plus, I’m going over to Ken’s and I promised I’d be on time for once!”

They blinked at him, causing him to blush even more. “You’re going to Ken’s?” Iori caught up to them out in the hall.

“I’d still count that as a hot date…” Miyako smirked and Daisuke couldn’t help but privately agree with her.

Even though Miyako had long given up on that day dream of an over the top romantic life as Mrs. Ichijouji, she still held a special place in her heart for Ken. Daisuke couldn’t recall when she had moved on, now that he thought about it. One day she had been babbling about a romantic wedding and the next it was almost as if she had stepped aside. Ken had never seemed that interested in her to begin with, and there was the possibility that maybe she had taken the hint, but maybe there had been more behind it.

Daisuke gave Miyako a slight look, disturbed to find her giving him an all too knowing look in return.

They all walked outside, Daisuke practically jogging circles around them as he tried to get them to pick up the pace. “Come on guys! You can’t tell me you aren’t excited about this! No more studying!”

“As if you study.” Takeru and Hikari smirked. He stuck his tongue out at them playfully.

In the past, he would have felt the jealousy rise up as the two walked side by side. But now… Now I’m chasing after something much more beautiful… Something with long black hair and indigo eyes and the best smile and a perfect nice little…

He had to stop himself before his mind got carried away and he practically choked back the silly grin that was sliding over his face. Ever since he had made up his mind on how he felt for Ken and made the discovery that in all likelihood Ken felt the same way, his imagination had been running rampant on him.

Iori’s soft voice broke him out of his dirty fantasies. “Hey, isn’t that Ken?”

They all stopped and looked up towards the front gate of the school.

Sure enough, Ken was standing just on the other side of the gate just out of the way of the quickly departing students.

He was clutching a backpack tightly to his chest, his hands clenching around the fabric tightly. Daisuke frowned at this, stopping in his jogging motions as he took the sight in fully. Looking closely, he could see Ken’s lips moving lightly as he carried on a quiet conversation with his bag.

Ken looked like he had just had a bad day.

“Guess he wanted to make sure that I don’t forget anything…” He muttered to the others before he quickly ran over to the boy. As absent minded as he was, he knew that Ken was not one to fuss over such trivial matters.

“Hey!” He called out as he ran up. “I thought I was going to meet you at your place later. What’s up? Is that Wormmon?”

Ken looked up at him slightly, straightening out as the calm visibly fell over him. “No, you were right. Wormmon just wanted to make sure that you remembered to pick up Veemon before you came over.”

The backpack made a sound of protest as it poked Ken in the chest. “And I thought that it was a nice day for a walk. I could use the fresh air and exercise really. Especially after being cooped up all week studying.” The smile never quite reached his eyes.

Something was not quite right. Daisuke could bet his goggles on it.

“Yeah, it’s pretty nice out, huh?” He snatched away the backpack and peered inside. If anything could confirm that there was something going on, it would be the little Digimon. “Hey, little buddy. Have a little faith in me! Veemon would never let me live it down if I forgot him!”

Two large blue eyes looked up at him in surprise, his antenna lifting slightly in greeting. Much like his partner, Wormmon was used to hiding things and putting on a brave face. Unlike his partner, Wormmon had never quite been as convincing as Ken was.

His suspicions were confirmed as Wormmon’s antenna never quite reached their full perkiness.

Ken gently took back the school bag, casting Daisuke a slightly annoyed look to show him that he knew exactly what Daisuke was doing and that he didn’t approve.

Ken’s face quickly cracked in a smile as he turned to offer the others a polite hello when they got closer. Daisuke was hardly fooled by the mask and was intent on letting Ken know it as he snorted loudly in displeasure.

“Hi Ken! Are you as ready for vacation as I am? We really should all get together as much as we can, huh? There’s this great new noodle stand near the park that I’ve been dying to try out. Its right up next to the most perfect romantic pond you could ever hope for!” Miyako, of course. Daisuke caught the wink she tossed his way and suddenly had the horrifying notion that Miyako had changed her goal from obtaining Ken to setting him up on a date.

Ken nodded an agreement to her proposal, not really hearing her.

“Don’t mind her. That biology test must have fried her brain.” Takeru swept in closer than was needed. “But we really should all get together.”

Ken hugged his backpack closer as he shied away from those overly friendly blue eyes. He still wasn’t used to sudden attention or friendliness.

If he could have it his way, he’d probably prefer to fade into the background forever. Daisuke bounced slightly, feeling suddenly anxious.

“How is school going?” Iori was still shy around Ken, but always incredibly polite.

“Alright. I think the teachers were as ready for this break as we were. They didn’t assign nearly as much homework as they typically do.” Somehow, Daisuke seriously doubted that. He could just imagine the stacks of papers and books waiting for Ken.

“I’m with you there!” Daisuke finally spoke up. “I think I finally got to my teacher. He didn’t even assign a chapter to read!”

“Uh, Daisuke… I hate to tell you this, but yes he did.” Takeru was quick to prove him wrong.

“As far as I’m concerned, no he didn’t! It’s just going to have to wait!” He sulked. He didn’t want to worry about school or let Ken worry about it either.

“I bet he forgets and doesn’t do it at all…” Miyako grinned and Takeru snickered.

Daisuke sulked, though he couldn’t hide the grin for long. “Yeah… You’re probably right.”

Hikari was strangely quiet. She had been watching Ken the whole time with a startling intensity. Was it possible that she could see what Daisuke saw? She wasn’t as familiar with the book of Ken as Daisuke was, but she could still be alarmingly observant at times.

At last she finally spoke up with a kind authority. “We should get going. I’m sure Wormmon is ready to get out of that stuffy bag and we all need to go get our own Digimon before they think we’ve forgotten them.” She gave Ken a gentle smile.

“I don’t mind, as long as I’m near Ken! I’d stay in the bag forever if I had to!” Wormmon’s muffled voice sounded from the bag with the kind of determination that led them all to believe that he was telling the truth.

“I wish Veemon was as easy as you, Wormmon!” Daisuke muttered. “He hates the bag.”

“Are you two meeting up with us later in the Digital world?” Takeru moved in slightly.

“Oh. Uh… We uh…” Daisuke stammered, taken off guard. He had hoped to finally get Ken all alone and force him to stop over stressing.

“That’s alright.” Hikari came to the rescue quickly, her eyes lingering on Ken for a moment. “The rest of us are going to stop by Miyako’s before we head by to pick them up. Could be another hour or so. You two go get Veemon and don’t worry about waiting around for us. We’ll make a point to get together tomorrow, okay?”

The others blinked in surprise at her, probably just as confused as Daisuke was. Maybe she was aware of more than Daisuke gave her credit for after all.

He was so surprised that he almost missed the silent ‘thank you’ look that Ken passed off to Hikari. A flash of jealousy rose up inside him before it was quickly squashed back down.

“Yeah. Sounds good! I’ve got to go pack for tonight anyways. We’ll get Veemon before we head out again.” He hooked his elbow with Ken’s. “See you guys later!”

Ken barely had time to utter a quick goodbye before he was dragged off, as light as a leaf in Daisuke’s grip.

They walked together silently for a few minutes, Daisuke watching Ken out of the corner of his eye. He looked exhausted and it was clear that he was over thinking again.

“I’ve really been looking forward to this.” Daisuke smiled, trying to let Ken know that it was time to relax.

“It is nice to have a break… Just remember to study a little before you go back.” Ken was almost in lecture mode.

“I meant that I was looking forward to being with you!” Daisuke laughed and bumped into Ken playfully. “We haven’t had a night to ourselves in a while.”

This was true, as they hadn’t spent the night since the failed discussions of love. Daisuke felt a wave of butterflies descend on his insides as he decided that it was time to try again.

He was going to make this time go right come hell or high water. He would profess his feelings confidently until Ken admitted that maybe he felt the same way too.

But is Ken ready yet?

He desperately wanted to believe that Ken was as ready as he was. Perhaps that first time he hadn’t been as ready as he was now, but this time would be different. This time he knew exactly what it was that he felt inside each time he looked at his partner, best friend, and companion.

More than anything, Daisuke longed to tell Ken that everything would be alright. That he wasn’t alone. That Daisuke would always be there for him.

The bag in Ken’s arms shifted uneasily. “Ken…” Wormmon looked up at them almost pleadingly.

Ken shook his head silently then looked up at the sky. “Looks like rain tonight. Not much, though. It should be clear by tomorrow. Maybe we can get a game in.”

Daisuke looked from Wormmon to Ken. “I hope so! I’m looking forward to getting some mud on those nice and neat clothes of yours.”

He smirked and winked. Ken was always so tidy that Daisuke just couldn’t resist splattering the boy with mud each and every time they played a game.

Ken gave him a slight look. “If you can catch me, Motomiya.” A faint smile graced his lips.

That’s it, Ken… Relax. Just relax for a while.

“I’ll run circles around you, Ichijouji! By the time you move, I’ll have scored ten goals!” If there was one thing Daisuke had learned early on in the book of Ken, it was how to make the boy let his guard down just enough to slip in.

“You keep saying that and yet I just keep leaving you in the dust.” Ken stopped and pulled his backpack on slowly, making sure Wormmon was safe inside.

Daisuke stopped and stretched his calves slowly. “Oh really?”

Ken raised an eyebrow and secured the straps on his bag. “You’re just too slow.”

Daisuke smirked then suddenly took off running. “Eat my dust!”

Ken was far too familiar with this little game to be taken off guard and was already running after him, catching up in no time at all.

The two ran full out side by side down the sidewalk, skirting around lamp posts and pedestrians with ease.

Daisuke relished in these moments. He could hear Ken’s breathing and footsteps beside him. He could even imagine his heart beating along with his, perfectly in tune with his.

He knew that if Ken truly wanted to, he could have easily outrun the redhead with his long slender legs. If Daisuke had wanted to, he could have cut corners and taken the short cut home that would have left Ken lost and forced to track around the long way. Yet they stayed perfectly side-by-side.

Sneaking a glance at the boy beside him as they dashed around a corner, he found himself wondering why he never noticed just how much Ken truly meant to him before.

Together they burst through the building’s front doors and rounded the corner past the elevators to the stairwell. Daisuke made it through the door first, but Ken’s long legs pushed them back together as they climbed the stairs two at a time. Daisuke didn’t live anywhere near the ground floor, but neither of them minded the long climb.

Both their hands shot out when they arrived at the correct floor and they fumbled with the doorknob. There was a brief moment of confusion as the door was thrust open and both boys tried to make it through at the same time.

Limbs tangled as they tumbled through and crashed to the floor in a heap.

Daisuke winced as the wind was knocked out of him. He slowly opened his eyes and his world was suddenly filled with Ken.

Ken lay partially across him, breathing heavily and regaining his bearings. Daisuke swallowed hard as Ken shifted and looked down at him.

“S… S-Sorry!” Ken quickly sat up and pulled away. Daisuke stayed where he was for a moment, and then laughed breathlessly.

“I so beat you!” He sat up and rubbed his sore head.

“You wish! I beat you by a mile!” Ken smiled and got up, offering Daisuke a helping hand.

“I was through the door first!” Daisuke took it thankfully and pulled himself up.

“Alright, we’ll call it a tie.” Ken brushed himself off and straightened his clothes. “Oh!” Ken moved to quickly rescue his school bag, which had gone flying across the floor in their clamor.

A disheveled Wormmon poked up out of the bag and fussed at them to be more careful before he declared that Ken had clearly been the winner because Ken had hit the ground first.

Both boys burst out laughing. They were still laughing as they headed into Daisuke’s apartment. Daisuke felt all the stress and worry over the past couple of days melt away at the sight of Ken’s smile. Things were going to be alright.


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The rest of the day had been more than satisfactory and Daisuke couldn’t have been more pleased with the state of things as the sun slowly drifted down past the horizon.

Now, as Wormmon and Veemon were curled up in a pile of blankets at the foot of Ken’s bed, Daisuke took up a determined stance as he prepared to fight the ultimate battle.

“You are not sleeping on the floor!”

Ken shook his head and opened his mouth in protest. Daisuke cut him off before a single word could make it past his lips. “And neither am I! Your bed is too high and I want to be able to see who I’m talking to!”

“But we’ll be sleeping.” Ken gave him his best stubborn look, which was pretty impressive.

“Well… What if I roll over and fall off the bed? If we’re sharing, you’ll be there to rescue me! Or what if I’m on the floor and you forget I’m there and jump down and land on me? No! Don’t even! You just put that Ichijouji look away, climb that ladder and get in the bed!” Daisuke pointed up at the bed and gave him a hard look.

Ken returned the look then finally threw his hands up in the air in defeat as he moved to climb up into bed.

Daisuke really had no problem with sleeping on the floor, but he wanted to feel Ken sleeping next to him. To know that the boy was still there and not floating off somewhere or having nightmares.

Daisuke climbed up into the bed after him and made himself comfortable as he squirmed down under the blankets. Next to him, Ken slowly relaxed and sank down into the mattress with a sigh.

The bed was obviously not meant for more than one person, and it was very snug fit, but the gentle warm pressure of another body beside him was amazingly soothing.

“I’ve been worried about you, Ken…” He was just as surprised by the sudden admission as Ken was. “I mean… You just seem so stressed lately. And then the other day when I saw you in the park…”

Silence greeted him. He had to turn slightly to make sure that Ken was even still awake. “Ken?”

“Have you ever lost a day?” The quiet voice reached out almost timidly in the dark room.

“You mean like car keys?”

“I mean where you wake up and it’s later than you realized. You’ve lived a whole day without knowing it.”

Daisuke rolled over onto his side fully to get a good look at him. He could barely make out the outline of Ken in the dark.

Propping himself up on his elbow, he looked at his friend fully. “That sounds serious, Ken. Did you lose a day?”

“No…” Ken shifted slightly till he was facing away from Daisuke and looking out the window. “I’m just tired.”

Daisuke stared down at him for a moment longer before he flopped back down on the mattress. Ken wasn’t telling him something important and he could bet his goggles on it.

“Damn it, Ken… If there’s a problem, you’d tell me, right? I don’t like it when you keep important things from me.” It came out more as a grumble than anything else.

A half hearted chuckle came from the form next to him. “Alright. We’ll talk tomorrow. I’m too tired right now and my head is killing me.”

Daisuke considered it for a moment then sighed and rolled over onto his back. “Yeah, okay. But don’t think that I’m going to forget about this tomorrow!”

“I promise… Now go to sleep, Daisuke.” Ken yawned loudly, signaling to Daisuke that the conversation was over.

Daisuke allowed himself to sulk for exactly five seconds before he smiled and nestled down into his pillow. He was feeling better with that out of the way and he’d feel even better once Ken had told him what was wrong and they could fix it. Right now, Ken just needed sleep.

Daisuke stared at Ken’s side for several minutes, tracing his silhouette in the dark with his eyes. It was eerie to see the way that the boy slept. He was so still, never moving and completely silent. It was a strain just to try and make out the sounds of the boy’s breathing.

He fought the sudden urge to reach out and poke Ken in the side just to make sure that he was still there fully.

Finally, Daisuke closed his eyes and prepared to dream of soccer games and playing hero for a day.

He was in the middle of rescuing a damsel in distress that looked disturbingly like Ken, when suddenly his dreams were interrupted by a sound next to him. Daisuke stubbornly kept his eyes closed and clung to the dream.

The sound continued, gently growing louder till he could no longer ignore it.

What is that? He slowed his breathing, listening intently. It almost sounded like… Laughter?

Just before Daisuke could zero in on it, it stopped and he could feel the warm body next to him shifting as Ken sat up.

Daisuke was about to brush it off as Ken talking to Wormmon or something and go back to sleep when suddenly Ken shifted and a weight settled on his stomach.

His eyes flew open to find Ken straddling him and looking down at him fully.

“K-Ken! Wha-” A hand came down and covered his mouth warmly.

“Shhhh… Motomiya…” Ken whispered.

Daisuke felt a chill run down his spine at the tone Ken had used. He hadn’t known that his name could even be said that way.

Ken let all of his weight rest on Daisuke slowly. “Do you love me, Motomiya? Do you want me?”

There was a sudden shift as Ken’s hips pressed against his fully and Daisuke had to fight back the gasp that welled up inside him.

This wasn’t right. He was still dreaming. Ken most certainly wasn’t sitting on top of him and looking at him like that or talking like that. And above all, Ken certainly wasn’t sliding his hand over Daisuke’s chest and down to…

“Mmph!” Daisuke gave a muffled cry against Ken’s free hand then jerked back as best he could. “K-Ken! What are you doing?”

Ken giggled and leaned down, nuzzling along Daisuke’s neck and kissing it slowly. The sound was eerie and wrong to Daisuke’s ears and he strained to see Ken’s face clearly in the dark.

“I want you, Motomiya.” Ken hissed hotly against his skin making Daisuke shiver. “I’ve always wanted you.”

He could feel the panic and confusion rising in his still groggy mind. This was not a dream. This was not how it was supposed to happen and it was all wrong. He couldn’t let this go on any longer. This was not the sweet shy Ken that he loved… Was it?

“What’s wrong, Daisuke? Don’t you want me too? Don’t you want to fix me?” It was a dangerous purr.

Daisuke struggled to pull away and push Ken off of him at the same time. Ken grinned in the shadows and shifted again, successfully pinning Daisuke’s arms over his head in one easy move.

Daisuke’s mind quickly flipped to the chapter in the book of Ken entitled, ‘Ken: Judo Master’.

“Get off me!” His voice cracked under the sudden pulse of fear.

“I’ve wanted to have you like this for so long…” He kissed up Daisuke’s neck slowly, pausing at his jugular to nip lightly. “My Motomiya… Right where I want you. Right where you belong, in my bed and utterly helpless.” His grip tightened painfully around Daisuke’s wrists.

Ken shifted again, leaning forward this time to slowly press and rub his hips against Daisuke’s fully. Daisuke froze, his eyes widening as he felt the heat. Ken was turned on and so help him, Daisuke’s body responded all too eagerly.


Oh god oh god oh god… This isn’t right. This isn’t Ken. This isn’t MY Ken!

“You were always so helpless in my grasp. I always loved that about you.”  Ken leaned up and whispered in Daisuke’s ear, sending a shiver down his spine. “I can feel how much you want him… But wouldn’t you rather have me instead?”

The alarm bells going off in his head quickly turned to full scale sirens, bells, whistles, flashing lights, and explosions. His fear of hurting Ken flew out the window and a blind panic took its place.

Daisuke brought a knee up, hitting Ken square in the stomach and then he finally used his head.

A sharp crack echoed as Daisuke’s head collided with Ken’s in a rough head-butt. His thick skull finally paid off as Ken was sent reeling backwards, his eyes rolling back slightly.

Ken sank back off of Daisuke and slowly started to list to the side. Daisuke lunged forward as Ken started to slip off the side of the bed. He cursed inwardly as his fingers closed on air.

There was a loud THUD that sent Daisuke’s already racing heart into over drive. “Ken? Ken! Are you alright?”

He threw off the remaining sheets, covering the stirring and very confused digimon in the process, and jumped off the side of the bed after him.

Ken was lying on his back, starring up at the ceiling with a blank look on his face.

“Ken? Are you alright?” He cautiously kneeled next to his friend, ignoring the sudden fear of getting too close.

“Daisuke?” Ken blinked slowly and sat up, bringing a hand up to touch the already forming lump on his forehead. “What… What happened?”

Daisuke sighed in relief. This was the Ken that he knew and loved. This was his Ken. If this is Ken, then who the hell was that just a moment ago?!

He could feel his cheeks burning as he blushed a bright red. “What happened?! That’s what I want to know! You… I… What was that up there?!” He rubbed his forehead, wincing slightly at the slight twangs of pain as he forced himself to take deep calming breaths.

Daisuke could see the growing confusion and fear spreading over Ken’s face along with something else. Something that scared him deep inside. The fear that somehow he was about to lose Ken returned full force.

Daisuke frowned. He was done playing nice.

“Ken. I think our little talk can’t wait anymore. You’re going to tell me what the hell has been going on with you and you’re going to tell me NOW.”










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Disclaimer: According to Wikipedia: Akiyoshi Hongo was the creator of the Digimon concept. Bandai, Saban Entertainment and various other entities that are not me own Digimon. I am in no way making money off of this and am strictly using the characters and world for my own fan based fiction.

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