Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Hunter ❯ Hunter ( Chapter 1 )

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Hunter


Okay, this is one of my entries for LTOI's fic contest, and a goodbye
fic to you all. Tomorrow I'm be on the bus to camp! I'm going to be gone
all July! I'll start writing when I get back, I pwwoooommmiisssseee! Btw,
this is Yamato's POV. And it starts as a diary entry.

~AnimeGurl ^.^v

Disclaimer: This song belongs toArista Records, not me. And Dido's lovely
voice sings this song which is entitled, 'Hunter'. Bet you couldn't figure
THAT one out!

Note: oh yeah, I changed a few of the lyrics to make the songfic fit
the sitiuation better. Ja!



***
February 12 ~ You know what? I'm getting sick of this. Ever since I
was robbed at my first apartment, Dad hasn't been able to trust me since.
Now I'm back to cooking and cleaning for him. I do not want to play this
game of 'Make Yamato housewife' anymore dammit! I'm a grown man...
not a teenager anymore! 19 years old! Oh Taichi, you're one of the only
ones who cares... I just want to look into his beautiful eyes right now...
to hold him... but I need to be getting home right now. Back to my prison...
*sigh*

Later,

~YI

***

Jus t then a familliar song was playing on the train. "I can relate too
much to this" Yamato sighed. As the train reached a stop, he hopped
down onto the platform and began the walk to his apartment. Shivering and
grabbing the coat for warmth, he pulled out an old photo from his pocket
and smiled. "Those days in the Digital World... then did I have not as
many problems, even with all the evil digimon." Yamato chuckled silently
for a moment and then stopped. "But these ones sure are a lot uglier, in
some aspects. When will I ever be able to live as an individual?"

The key to the apartment turned.


With one light on

In one room

I know you're up

When I get home

"Dad?" He called into the apartment. "Probably working..." Yamato muttered
to himself. "Never caring about his son, just keeping him as his little
nanny in this godforsaken apartment... Yamato wants out!" He noticed the
faint sound of typing from the other room. "Oh boy, he doesn't even talk
to me now..."


With one small step

Upon the stair

I know your look

When I get back

And in the room his father sat, eyes blank but with hints of anger,
head only turned to the computer screen, notes at his side. "And where
were you?" He asks in a dead tone.
"Visiting my professor, on the opposite side of Tokyo-"
"Right then, fine. Now, why don't you go and fix something for dinner?"

Yamato stared at his father in utter distate and walked out of the room.


If you were a king

Up there on your throne

Would you be wise enough to let me go

For this prince you think you own


Wants to be a hunter again

I want to see the world alone again

To take a chance on life again

So let me go...

Yamato looked at the apron in front of him. "Set there just for me,
his little housekeeper. He should pay me then, now shouldn't he? For being
his servant? And not his son..." He said dryly, opening the shelf.


The unread book

And painful look

The laptop's on

The sound is down


With one long pause

Then you begin

Oh look what

The cat's brought in

Yamato set the rice down on the table, and looked up to see his fathers
face. "What do you want?" He tried to swallow his angry tone but no avail.


For the crown you've placed upon my head

Feels too heavy now

And I don't know what to say to you

But I can't smile

And all the time I'm thinking

Thinking...

"I notice you haven't been acting at all like my son lately. All you
do is come here, do your thing, and then leave again. When will you learn
to be more respectful to the person who keeps you from living on the street?"
He finished off with a hiss.

Yamato looked at his father bitterly with wide eyes. "You don't even
act like a dad, at all! Always sitting at the computer, only talking to
ask your little housekeeper to run an errand for you or cook you dinner
or clean the house! Why can't you let me leave!"

"Yes, that's it. All you want to do is go off to live with your little
boyfriend!" he watched Yamato's mouth opened in shock. "Yes, I'm not stupid,
I figured it out. MY son is a fucking queer... you probably enjoy wearing
that little apron though, don't you? Yes well, you know what? You can leave
now. You can go and stay with your little Taichi, because I will not stand
for you being in this house anymore! Get OUT NOW!"

Yamato's eyes filled with fear. "oh my god..." He flew to his room and
stuffed his stash of money in his pocket, took his guitar, and of course,
his diary. "This is not how I wanted things to happen..." he mumbled inconherently.


I got to be a hunter again

Now I can see the world alone again

To take a chance on life again

He let me go...

His hair flew back as a fury of cold air swept across his face. In about
an hour, he had reached Taichi's college and was standing in front of his
dorm room. He was greeted by a smiling face and the familliar brown eyes
which he had known all these years...

"Taichan... he found out..."

"I expected that to happen sooner or later... I never thought that your
father would be the type to be so close-minded, that's why you're here,
isn't it?"

Yamato sighed and pulled Taichi into his arms... "yeah..."

"But what are you going to do?"

"I'll talk to my mom about it, and maybe we can get an apartment together.
This way we'll always have eachother..." he smiled as he smoothed a hand
over Taichi's hair.

"Yama, are you going to be okay? I mean, he must have been pretty awful,
because I can't stand to se the hurt in your face..."

"Don't worry, Taichan. You can help me get through with this, right?

"Of course, Yama... aishiteru..."

Yamato bent down and kissed Taichi's forehead. "How bout we get out
of the hallway? I'm freezing..."

Taichi smiled warmly. "I'm sure you are. Come in and you can warm up,
and we'll talk more about this."

Yamato opened the door. "sure thing..."


And now I'll be a hunter again

Though I won't need to see the world alone again

Begin a chapter in my life again

And now I'm gone from there

He made me leave

But I'm okay...




You know, I always see fics where Yamato's dad is completely understanding
and open-minded, but I was thinking about how he's sort of torn up inside,
and maybe he sort of isolated himself a bit. There might be room for a
sequel, what do you think?

*grins* I love feedback!