Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Home For The Holidays ❯ Thanksgiving day off ( Chapter 1 )

Hi there ^_^ fenris wolfie here I know it’s a little early for a Holiday fic but whatever hopefully this will last through the holiday season.
Hope to make a few fans and friends and such for my first fic just registering with ff


Disclaimer: I don’t own Digimon or and copyrighted material posted in the below contents. Digimon is the property of Toei Animation and Bandai.
I love the way you make me love you
I love the way you hold me
In the night
Just kiss me on the cheek
And tell me it's alright
When you're lost, I will find you
In the dark, just kiss me
When I say it’ll be okay
Believe me
Or I’ll have to move heaven and earth...
Don’t make me prove it to you. Baby
Of all the time we've been together
Just thinking of all the things that we've been through
Just sit right down and stay awhile

Enjoy ^_^

I’ve never been a big fan of the holiday season, much less this dark, gloomy weather. Ever since the rest of my friends graduated and went off to a public middle school I haven’t been social enough to understand the spirit of giving. I hate my new school and its strict policies. I do look good in my uniform however. I don’t start class 10:00 so I still have time to play my favorite MMORPGs if I can get up early enough that is.
“Don’t you think you should be getting ready” my mother scolds. She barges into my room without knocking only to find me in my boxers leveling my wizard. I just can’t help it though; I love video games of all kinds.
“I’m getting up right know” I murmur disgruntled. Seconds later the daily routine continues: a warm shower on full blast, grooming my delicate navy blue hair, and a bowl of my favorite cereal filled with chocolate milk; my favorite.
“Come straight home so we can pick up a turkey kay?” She reminds me ever so demanding
“Okay!”
My new apartment complex is a lot nicer then my old one downtown. It makes me somewhat miss the others. Takato in particular was changed the most, and for the better. He cut his hair to perfection which brings out those famous fiery crimson eyes of his. I have a picture of him on my desk.
I now live around Ruki’s residence so I do keep in touch with him once and a while but not often. As for Jeri, Hirokazu, Kenta and Ryo well…times have changed and I seldom, if not ever hear them over three ways calling with Takato.
It’s easy to tell he’s my boyfriend; out of all the others’ number’s his is the only one on my cell. I just can’t stop thinking about him. The sudden time lapse before school has me impatiently waiting for some time off my busy schedule. Just when is winter break anyway?
I told my sister Jaarin about Takato and I; she took it very well. She kept enticing me to spill my guts out about him. As if she didn’t know him personally anyway. This is what happens when I discuss my love life to anyone.
My brother Rinchei, Just smirked devilishly saying “little bro if you ever need boy advice I’ll be hear.” hugging me and sobbed with tears of ‘sympathy’ (if that’s what you call it) “it must be so hard to be the new guy and gay” Instantly forgetting I’m already taken or the fact that I’m male myself. God my family is full of drama queens.
Honestly, I appreciate their sentiments but I can take care of myself, besides I’m one of the popular guys at my new school. I’ve never even once been teased or ridiculed for my orientation in anyway. So you see it’s not that my family is homophobic, not at all. It’s just that well I’m kind of embarrassed.
I’m going to make sure this Christmas was going to go smoothly or die trying. I make a last minuet adjustment to my appearance and hasten my stride threw the images of darkness.
This was going to be an interesting holiday season.

*

“So Jian when ya going ever going to invite me and the gang over for milk and cookies” ruki muses. F-off Ruki! She goes to my school and lives near by me but I’m too busy in my studies to hang around with her.
“Well you could stop by this weekend. My mom and dad are leaving town and I’m going to be the only one their besides Rinnnchei that is.” I answer sheepishly. I prolong my brother’s name to imply the obvious. Ruki has grown up in the past few years. I guess because of all the boys she can finally be around; especially older versions of yours truly. “He will?” she quires frantically clasping her hands together lovingly. I’ve never seen Ruki like this, Ever. “Yea, that’s right” I say nonchalantly ignoring Ruki’s little hormonal fervor. I just hope I can see Takato sometimes this Thanksgiving Day vacation. “And you’ll make sure you call the others and give me all of their numbers right?”
“Yea, yea sure” she confirmed. Finally I get to hold my lover again. For the first time in over three months things were staring to look up.
We continue to school ignoring each other until lunch rolls around.
*

In third period a new student stood outside until class was to start. The poor heating made all the fun of the season that more special. Winter was coming. There’s something about the look and feel of everything that just puts me at ease, though I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because of all the memorable Christmases I spent in Shinjuku with my friends.

*** (flashback) ***

“Son don’t you want to go out and have fun? You’re Here’s Five thousand yen, mommy knows best.” Seven year old Lee Jianliang Doesn’t acknowledges his mother’s words of encouragement. He was in his own catatonic world were no drunken ex-father of his, nor anyone else could hurt him; he was too busy fantasizing about whatever heroes or heroines he sought for comfort at the time.
“You have to understand your father is only hard on you because he cares for your safety.”
“Out of my way! I’ll take care of him.” Mr. Jenrya storms in Lee’s room. He stumbles blindly knocking over the furniture in a drunken haze. “You worthless punk get and quit crying like a little bitch!” His father proceeds to slap him around a bit until Mrs. Jenrya tries to push him out of the way to protect her son. “Stay out of this you tramp” he violently clutches her by the chin and smacks her too. Hours later the police arrive to arrest him while Lee watches everything in shock. His face sobbing sullenly out the window and he fell asleep.

~~~ / that was the last time I ever seen my biological father…but it was the first time I meet Takato...that cool week before chirstamas / ~~~

The week after all the poor innocent boy could do was stay cooped-up in his room; quietly doing his homework at his desk. Miss Jenrya was exhausted in trying to cheer him up before the Christmas holiday. Neither she nor his older siblings could get through to him.
*ding dong* the familiar doorbell chimes. A little boy about Lee’s age is outside. He’s was a quirky little guy with chocolate brown hair and crimson red eyes that almost glowed in the dark. “Hi I’m Takato Matsuki. I live across the street with my mom.” He chirps a little on the formal side for his age.
“Oh and this is a welcoming gift for a neighbor?” She teases the child probably to break the ice.
“Yup! My mom is at work so she told me to give this to you and this one for your son.” He exclaims this time more outgoing.
“please some in” Mrs. Jenrya invites Takato into her home. He sits down for a bit when she offers him a hot chocolate. Takato can’t help in meeting new friends, especial the boy he claimed to fall in love with at first sight. His overprotective mother would never allow that. He gather all the curage he could muster and approached him.
“hiya, what’s you name?”
“Hi I’m lee.” He sounded meek.
“I like your scarf” Takato interjected.
The two boys went to share a hot chocolate. They became close friends from there on and would share a deep bond for years to come.

*** (end flashback) ***

“Class we have a new student. Please try to go easy on him so you don’t remind me how low I’ve sunk. His name is Takato Matsuki. No relation. Class Takato, Takato class” Mr. Matsuki stated so dryly. I couldn’t hear him. It was a boy soaking wet from the snow, his hood still over his head. “Who me? Uhhh hee hee hee” The new kid chuckles nervously. This only made the guys giggle in admiration. He hung his coat up to reveal his face to everyone. My god it was my boyfriend, Takato. I fought off the urge to cry out from the back row. Guys don’t do that in this town. “Take a seat in the back row. Now class: open your books to page seven hundred and ninety four, and don’t stop until I finish checking my lotto tickets for my compensations for my sad miserable life. ” God sometimes I think this guy could play in a bad 1980s movie.
Takato naturally sat next to me. “Hey lee-chan, I knew I was going to at least have one class with you. I love you baby” He whispered ecstatically. He smiled at me in the same cute way all carelessly. He was being a little too sexy for a class full of homophobes.
“Your parents finally came up with the money – and let you--! That’s awesome Taka chan! Hold me” I held him in my arms a quickly gave him a reuniting peck on the check. I was so caught in the fervor of things that I didn’t notice the rest of the class was already a work in labeling me a ‘queer.’ I came back to my senses after all the girls cheered us on with cat-call and whistles of all kinds. You know the old fangirl routine.
“Ohh how sweet, their finally reunited” or “oh my god, I think I’m going to cry!” they’d say.
“Hey what hell am I doing? Oh! I probably fell asleep while a new kid just happened to fall into my arms in this case a boy so I’m disgusted! EAUUU!” I’m a bad actor with surprising success.
“Should of known Jian wasn’t that way; Lucky him though!”
The inner me gave me two thumbs up ‘go Jian, go Jian, go Jian’. Then we went back to reading. It was a nice save…For now.


After class it was lunch. I couldn’t wait to show him around the school and my new apartment, or my room for that matter. I lead him to the cafeteria where we waited in line together. “Boy am I ever hungry!” Takato moans both in body and speech.
“Good Thing the food isn’t half-bad” I exclaim nonchalantly grabbing a slice of pizza from the buffet style line.
“Are you sure?” He questions incredulously. “Hey that’s not chicken. That’s just a tub yellow slop.” This Sinicism goes too far.
“You’re right, this is the lemon chicken” Another snide member of the faculty switches the sign from the dish to the adjacent serving. “Haven’t you ever seen lemon chicken before?” I raised an eyebrow.
“Oh yea, then what’s that?” his onslaught continues. “Where I come from they don’t put eyeballs into the soup that blink at you. I won’t eat this sh--”
“hush Takato, you should talk that way to Takanouchi sama that way, Considering she can suspend you here” I interrupt. In a desperate move I cover his big mouth before he kills himself. “You’ll have to excuse my friend. You see he’s new and I haven’t finished showing him the ins-and-outs.” I apologize bowing my head in respects of my mortal enemy. Takato just gapes, still arrogantly struggling to make his point.
The soup spoon emerges from its depths when he cuts in.
"Or attack you for that matter!"
"Hee Hee you’re funny kid" she teases in her manly voice. That serves him right. He looks peeved and semi-discussed, but honestly: she was faking it to scare him. Mrs. Takanouchi used to be a voice actress so she can control her vocal chords to do so. I hold Takato back so all he can do is shake his fists defiantly.

I’ve never seen anyone insult such great food before. The lunch lady probably deserved after all dirty looks she gave me over the semester.
“Just have the same thing as me.” He followed my suggestion.

There’s always a seat reserved for me in the first row.
We catch up with Ruki but nothing worth mentioning.


After school I meet Takato and ditched Ruki for this special occasion. I lead him back to my place. The both of us already got the okay from our respective parents and swapped numbers. “Wow! What a big apartment” He said. “Wait till you see my room” We (or should I say) he rushed in already make himself comfortable on my bed. That is until I snacked him one across his back side. I’m bad. “What’s that?” Takato raised an eyebrow almost mimicking my trademark expression. He pointed to the seldom used device by the door.
“Oh that’s the intercom.” I inquired raising a finger as to be all intellectual about it.
“You can use it to talk between rooms…” before I was cut off by another attracting banter complements of Mr. Lifeless all of a sudden. I killed the mood.
“Yea, yea I know what an intercom is, lee.” I definitely had to rethink my hospitality stratagems.

Rinchei strode right in invading my privacy as always.
“What are you doing in my room” I protest. “By the way this is Takato my…”
"It's okay you don't have to say friend, I already know what you two are." He interjects harmoniously.
"I know you guys are madly in love with each other, yet you can't tell a soul in fear of losing the apple of your eyes." “Oh brother” I though to that – but say didn’t aloud. "It's such a cruel fate" my brother babbled on embarrassing me. I don't know if he's actually crying to this or he's having another drama fit.
Takato cough up his lunch in awe blushing beat red.
I can't take another word. I ball my fist absorbing all the energy I could. I tried to contain my anger but temptation gets the better of me. My wrecking ball hands delivered a right hook in attempts to knock some sense into him.
"Shut up Rinchei! It's not a big deal so will you wake up out of your fantasy world and get a grip!" I command "If you want to be delusional, fine but go bother somebody who cares! I never told you anything about him, and for a good reason, so go dramatize somebody else’s' life. Go vent your emotion through your diary or something; anything to leave me alone!" I was steaming hot at the moment. I hate my brother's sentimentality. It intrudes on anyone dispensed around him in an unhealthy way. Now I'm not the type to lose my temper over a simple embarrassing moment but he was really starting to piss me off. We ended that night with mild make-out session until it was time for him to leave
I’ll tell you all the juicy details next chap.

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