Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ I Am Not The Freaking GAY! ❯ Chappie 13: To Cut ( Chapter 13 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: InsanoFreakChild 
Yamato gets depressed and Taichi doesn't know what to do.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Spamfic | Uploaded On: 10.14.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 882 | Visits: 453 | Status: Completed
Yamato gets depressed and Taichi doesn't know what to do.
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Comedy / Romance | Type: Spamfic | Uploaded On: 10.14.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 882 | Visits: 453 | Status: Completed
I Am Not the Fucking Gay
by:~InsanoFreakChild~
Dedication: To BobtheDemiGod! ^-^ Just for You!
WARNING: YAOI lemon/lime stuff!!! no like no read!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own digimon
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Chappie 13: To Cut
Yamato breathed in deeply as he walked into the empty house that he lived in. His dad, like always was working late at the TV station. He slipped into the bathroom soundlessly and washed his eyes out. He stared into the mirror at the blond-headed fool with red, puffy eyes that was himself. It hurt to look at himself, this unloved person, without even a family to love. But he felt he had to look, had to see what was there, what had come of him over the years. The years of distress and pain mingled with hope and an unrequited love wore away at him leaving nothing worth having. He was void, isolated, and lifeless. It felt as though Taichi had not only broken his heart, but his very soul, too. He knew what he was contemplating doing was stupid, cowardly, feeble, and probably pointless, but he couldn’t get his mind off it. Slowly he rolled up his left sleeve, revealing many scars up and down his arm, proof that he had practiced before. He took out a knife and gripped it tightly in his hand, slowly lowering it to his wrist. One breath, then two. Suicide. One option. Could there be any alternative? His watch beeped, catching his attention. It was three A.M.
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Taichi walked down the street slowly, heading to Yamato’s house. He wondered what he should say to make his best friend feel better. What does one do in this situation if not gay? Taichi suddenly realized how exited he always was when the came in casual contact, like when Yamato would cry on his shoulder, and he’d put a comforting arm around him, or when they’d both hold hands that one time years ago. It was from then on that Taichi grew even closer to Yamato, and he didn’t realize that their closeness was too close for friendship. For example, one time in their freshman year, they both decided they were going to go out with girls that year. They faced one problem: they didn’t know how to kiss. They didn’t want to look amateur with their dates, so they thought up a solution: practice on each other. He knows one thing for sure, and that’s that he will never be gay, thanks to the tape.
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He laid the knife down and walked into his room, collapsing on the bed. Well, at least I’ll be well-rested when I die... he thought bitterly. Soon, he heard a loud pounding on the door, but he only half woke up, and went back to sleep thinking it was a dream. He soon heard footsteps drawing closer, but still thought it was a dream. Then, his bedroom door creaked open, causing Yamato to fully wake up.
“What do you want?” I ask harshly.
“You...” Taichi said mistakenly. “I mean you left kind of quickly and I came to see if you’re all right.”
“Why wouldn’t I be all right?”
“Well, they said you looked upset, and that I should go after you.”
“Oh, so you only came because Ken and Davis pestered you into it. Sure took you long enough to get here.”
“Look, I came, isn’t that enough? I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t care. And anyway, if you’re all right, then why should it matter?”
“I am all right.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure. So, you can leave now.”
Taichi made a pouty face. “I was hoping you’d let me sleep here...”
“Why?”
“I dunno. We’re friends, and that’s what friends do.”
“Taichi, I’d rather be left alone tonight.”
“Yama-chan.....” Tai pouted.
“Don’t call me that!”
“Why not?”
“You know how I feel about you.....”
“Yeah, and?”
“Look, could you just leave? For me?”
Taichi continued to pout but said, “All right... but if you do anything stupid tonight....”
“I won’t.”
“Good. See ya around.” Taichi said closing Yamato’s door behind him. Yamato collapsed on his bed again and sighed. Taichi walked into bathroom and stared into the mirror. ‘baka...’ he thought to himself. ‘It’s so obvious he’s hurting, and there’s nothing I can do, ‘cause I’m to stupid about these kind of situations...’ Something glinted in the light in the corner of his eye, and when he looked down, he wanted to cry. “Not again.... I won’t let him, not this time.’
Taichi quickly went to save his best friend in the room across the hall, a simple silver knife left on the sink.
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IFC: yay! 50 sumthing reviews! Thank you guys so much! No longer grounded, expect 2 week to 3 week updates. Sorry, but I’ve got a lot going on this year.
by:~InsanoFreakChild~
Dedication: To BobtheDemiGod! ^-^ Just for You!
WARNING: YAOI lemon/lime stuff!!! no like no read!!
Disclaimer: I don’t own digimon
*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*|*
Chappie 13: To Cut
Yamato breathed in deeply as he walked into the empty house that he lived in. His dad, like always was working late at the TV station. He slipped into the bathroom soundlessly and washed his eyes out. He stared into the mirror at the blond-headed fool with red, puffy eyes that was himself. It hurt to look at himself, this unloved person, without even a family to love. But he felt he had to look, had to see what was there, what had come of him over the years. The years of distress and pain mingled with hope and an unrequited love wore away at him leaving nothing worth having. He was void, isolated, and lifeless. It felt as though Taichi had not only broken his heart, but his very soul, too. He knew what he was contemplating doing was stupid, cowardly, feeble, and probably pointless, but he couldn’t get his mind off it. Slowly he rolled up his left sleeve, revealing many scars up and down his arm, proof that he had practiced before. He took out a knife and gripped it tightly in his hand, slowly lowering it to his wrist. One breath, then two. Suicide. One option. Could there be any alternative? His watch beeped, catching his attention. It was three A.M.
*****************
Taichi walked down the street slowly, heading to Yamato’s house. He wondered what he should say to make his best friend feel better. What does one do in this situation if not gay? Taichi suddenly realized how exited he always was when the came in casual contact, like when Yamato would cry on his shoulder, and he’d put a comforting arm around him, or when they’d both hold hands that one time years ago. It was from then on that Taichi grew even closer to Yamato, and he didn’t realize that their closeness was too close for friendship. For example, one time in their freshman year, they both decided they were going to go out with girls that year. They faced one problem: they didn’t know how to kiss. They didn’t want to look amateur with their dates, so they thought up a solution: practice on each other. He knows one thing for sure, and that’s that he will never be gay, thanks to the tape.
************
He laid the knife down and walked into his room, collapsing on the bed. Well, at least I’ll be well-rested when I die... he thought bitterly. Soon, he heard a loud pounding on the door, but he only half woke up, and went back to sleep thinking it was a dream. He soon heard footsteps drawing closer, but still thought it was a dream. Then, his bedroom door creaked open, causing Yamato to fully wake up.
“What do you want?” I ask harshly.
“You...” Taichi said mistakenly. “I mean you left kind of quickly and I came to see if you’re all right.”
“Why wouldn’t I be all right?”
“Well, they said you looked upset, and that I should go after you.”
“Oh, so you only came because Ken and Davis pestered you into it. Sure took you long enough to get here.”
“Look, I came, isn’t that enough? I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t care. And anyway, if you’re all right, then why should it matter?”
“I am all right.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure. So, you can leave now.”
Taichi made a pouty face. “I was hoping you’d let me sleep here...”
“Why?”
“I dunno. We’re friends, and that’s what friends do.”
“Taichi, I’d rather be left alone tonight.”
“Yama-chan.....” Tai pouted.
“Don’t call me that!”
“Why not?”
“You know how I feel about you.....”
“Yeah, and?”
“Look, could you just leave? For me?”
Taichi continued to pout but said, “All right... but if you do anything stupid tonight....”
“I won’t.”
“Good. See ya around.” Taichi said closing Yamato’s door behind him. Yamato collapsed on his bed again and sighed. Taichi walked into bathroom and stared into the mirror. ‘baka...’ he thought to himself. ‘It’s so obvious he’s hurting, and there’s nothing I can do, ‘cause I’m to stupid about these kind of situations...’ Something glinted in the light in the corner of his eye, and when he looked down, he wanted to cry. “Not again.... I won’t let him, not this time.’
Taichi quickly went to save his best friend in the room across the hall, a simple silver knife left on the sink.
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IFC: yay! 50 sumthing reviews! Thank you guys so much! No longer grounded, expect 2 week to 3 week updates. Sorry, but I’ve got a lot going on this year.