Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Haunted, Things Never Said ❯ Four ( Chapter 4 )

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

No more plot, people! (If there ever WAS any)
Just some conclusions to wrap up loose ends.

I look over at Tai and Jyou sitting in the grass. You'd think I'd be jealous, what with the way Tai is tucking a piece of blue hair back behind his ears. With the way Jyou's mouth spreads open in a quiet, secret smile. But I'm not.

It's been three years since I was alone for the last time, and happiness is a far cry from the complete joy I feel as I walk from our Nissan to join them, watching the leaves as they fall from the trees. Why is my life so good? I can't help but muse on that little bit as my formerly agoraphobic lover wraps his arm around my waist, helping me to sit down. A bird sings above us.

Oh, but it hasn't all been easy, the three of us collecting more resentment and bitter comments than other couples. It's been hard finding a neighborhood where we are nearly anonymous, but Tai - oh he's been a gift. Jyou and I are so proud of him, in his final year of law school. He may not be the brightest - I reach over to kiss his chin softly - but he has such a fire, a near viciousness. Only young kids - those with no fear of litigation - bother us anymore. And children's jibes are easier to throw off.

Why have my thoughts taken such a dark turn? I guess I've always been the cynic, but these days are far happier than any I've ever known, and I don't feel so self-destructive anymore. They don't let me.
I was on a bad turn before. Running myself into the ground. Abusing myself by letting others abuse me. I shiver just thinking about that and Jyou notices, casting me a smile that warms me up instantly, running his hand over my arm.
I've got to be the luckiest guy in the world and sometimes I convince myself that I don't deserve them.

...Ah, self-doubt. This popular, poised, musician's achilles heel. But then there they are again, reassuring me, setting my thoughts right. My mind.
I couldn't live without them.
I wouldn't want to.

And it scares me sometimes, knowing how bad things will be if I ever lose them. From behind, Tai wraps his warm arms around me.

I know they'll never let go.

Tai: I'm such a great guy in this!
Yamato: I'll agree.
Jyou: Before we go, I have to say that for the record, I like being cast in lemons. To all the smut writers of the world: I'll work for free!

Jyou: Oh, and please review. Yeah.