Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ I Wish I knew ❯ Pain ( Chapter 2 )

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

I wish I knew: Pain

I, Mi-san, being of unsound mind claim Daisuke and Takeru as my own. *Sticks tongue out at sister* See, I claim Dais as my own so you can't have him.

Dru-chan: Hey, she did claim Dais-chan as her own. Bitch! *Smacks MI*
Mi-san: Ouch! That hurt...I'm telling mommy!
Dru-chan: You're almost 17 and you're still telling on me? How very sad.
T.K.: She hasn't developed mentally yet, remember?
Dru-chan: Oh yeah. Almost forgot.
Mi-san: *-* okay now that hurt my feelings. You do realize I'll have to take this out on Daisuke don't you?
T.K.: WHY?! Leave my poor Daisuke alone.
Mi-san: No.



T.K. drummed his fingers on the table worriedly. It had been four days since he and Daisuke had talked and he hadn't seen the redhead since. Daisuke hadn't been to school, soccer practice, or out of his apartment as far as T.K. knew and now T.K. was worried. And he had a right to be.

Didn't he?

'He isn't my boyfriend, exactly. He said he doesn't know how he feels about me yet. I know how I feel about him though.' T.K. smiled a little. He knew he liked Daisuke, but it wouldn't do much good if Daisuke was in trouble because of him.

What really bothered him though, was how meek and scared Daisuke had become when they had gotten caught. He could understand embarrassed and wary, but he had seemed flat out scared. In fact he had seemed more scared in that moment then the three years they had known each other combined. Kind of like he had known what to expect and it wasn't good.

T.K. just didn't understand how anyone could be that scared of their parents. And it unnerved him even more because Daisuke was all but fearless. Or at least that was the image he projected.

Kind of like the image he projected.

T.K.'s drumming became louder and a few kids in his study hall looked up. T.K. didn't bat an eye in their direction and proceeded to ignore everyone around him. This wasn't new of course, he really ignored everyone and put up a mask to hide his true feelings and he preferred to keep it that way.

But then there was Daisuke, who was putting up a front as well. Now that T.K. thought about it, it was fairly obvious that Daisuke was just pretending. T.K. had to wonder what he was like underneath. If Daisuke was like T.K. then he was almost the exact opposite of the mask he put on for everyone else to see and, for most people, to hate.


Taiorami: Hence my excuse for major OOCness in later chapters.


So Daisuke might be sweet and vulnerable...or alone and scared. But what was Daisuke so scared of? He couldn't be scared of his parents. It wasn't like they did anything to him. Or at least T.K. didn't think they did. But, he had to be right. Why would Daisuke's parents hurt him?

Maybe they don't like what he is. Or what he might be

'No, I'm just overreacting a lot. Daisuke's parents are not going to hurt him' T.K. frowned a little. Yes, he was just overreacting.

Wasn't he? (*coughs* No, he isn't)

T.K.'s drumming became even louder and almost the whole room was looking at him. Kari and Miyako had stopped their whispering to stare at him in surprise. They had noticed T.K. was acting funny and the worried expression on his face was making them very uneasy.

"Fuck this." T.K. said louder then he intended to. Cursing to himself he grabbed his stuff and stood up. The teacher rose from his seat as well.

"Where are you going Mr. Takashi?"

"Home." T.K. growled. He choose to ignore the teacher shouting for him to come back and the excited chatter his leaving was starting among the students. He was going to in trouble when he came back to school but he'd worry about that then. Right now he was in major need of some air.

He headed out the side door. There wasn't much sense in getting caught and sent to the office. Ms. Knight, the principal, had threatened to expel him if he did anymore stuff.

"Shouldn't you be in class T.I.?"

T.K. looked towards the voice and his mouth dropped open. There was Daisuke, leaning against the wall and smiling like nothing was wrong. His brown eyes were dark with some unknown emotion but his wide smile canceled it out. T.K. blinked before speaking.

"You're okay!" T.K. smiled a little then cocked his head off to the side thoughtfully. "Well, except for..."

Daisuke's smile wavered a little and he stood all the way up. "What?"

"I'm willing to bet your brain still doesn't work right." T.K. laughed.

"Ha. Ha." Daisuke said humorlessly. He had been worried for a minute. "So what are you doing out here? I didn't take you for the type to ditch class."

"I was bored, told the teacher fuck this, and left." T.K. said, managing to tell all of the truth, with a little bit of lying involved. He didn't want Daisuke to know he was worried. "And what about you?"

"Going to my office." The very pissed off voice of Ms. Knight said from behind T.K. Daisuke just sighed and walked towards the door. T.K. on the other hand had to add a little something.

"Shit."

Ms. Knight raised an eyebrow and T.K. fell silent. He looked at Daisuke as they walked down the hall. The redhead was pouting cutely and T.K. had to smile again. 'I wonder what would happen if I kiss him right now? I bet he'd freak out.'

Daisuke, feeling T.K.'s eyes on him, looked over at him. Blue eyes were sparkling with amusement and a familiar smile was playing on his lips. It was the smile Daisuke had seen on two previous encounters.

"Don't even try it." Daisuke whispered then raised his voice some. "I'll smack you."

Ms. Knight frowned. "What was that Mr. Motomiya? Did you just say you were going to smack him?"

'Only if he asks nicely.' Daisuke said winking at T.K., silently asking the blond to play.

"Not unless he want's me to kick his as-butt." T.K. corrected mock glaring at Daisuke, who was barely containing his laughter.

Ms. Knight glared at both of them. "I have heard that you two do not get along but there will be no fighting in my school is that clear?" Both boys nodded reluctantly. "Good. I have to take of something so I want you to sit in my office until I get back. Think I can trust you?"

"We'll be good." T.K. promised.

"That's what worries me." Ms. Knight muttered, opening the office door for the two boys. "I know what being good means to you Takeru."

T.K. blinked innocently and the principal sighed before leaving them alone. Daisuke raised an eyebrow at the sound of the door locking.

"If I didn't know better I'd say she wanted to keep us here."

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere anyway." T.K. whispered before kissing Daisuke gently. The redhead chuckled into the kiss and allowed himself to be pushed onto Ms. Knight's desk.

"You do realize we're in the office right?" T.K. nodded and planted a few kisses on Daisuke's neck. Daisuke made an appreciative noise before returning to the subject. "And you do know if we get caught we're going to be in so much trouble?"

"Okay." T.K. muttered biting Daisuke's neck playfully. "Anything else?"

"No, not really." Daisuke said, putting a hand on T.K.'s cheek to direct his mouth back to his own.

The kiss grew heated quickly as their tongues danced and explored each others mouths. Daisuke groaned softly as T.K.'s hand found it's way under his shirt. Finger's pinched hard nipples and Daisuke squirmed under T.K.'s touch. Daisuke's legs linked around T.K.'s waist and he pulled the taller boy closer to him. T.K. started working his shirt up and Daisuke shook his head.

"Don't." T.K. stopped immediately and pulled away a little. Daisuke frowned. "We should probably stop now."

"It's okay." T.K. said, smiling at the frowning boy. "If you want to stop, I'll stop." Daisuke returned his smile weakly. "You're just to cute to resist."

"No, I'm not." Daisuke said pushing T.K.'s hand, which was resting on his thigh, away. "There are things that you don't know."

"Things that make you not cute?" T.K. raised an eyebrow. "Somehow I doubt that."

"You may think that." Daisuke sighed and pulled T.K. towards him again. He didn't have the intent of kissing him; he was just making sure he was listening. "But you don't know and I do."

"So tell me." T.K. said wondering what the problem was. It was startling how a simple kiss could turn so serious so quickly. He hated when things became serious

Daisuke shook his head. "I can't."

T.K.'s lips brushed over his own lightly and his arms went around Daisuke. They were running down his back when the redhead yelped in obvious pain, changing T.K.'s worry into alarm. Daisuke closed his eyes tight and pushed T.K. away from him completely.

'No no no...I don't want him to find out. Go away, go away, go away." Soft hands touched Daisuke's cheeks and tears escaped his eyes. T.K. drew in a sharp breath.

"What's going on? Are you hurt?" Daisuke didn't respond and T.K. didn't think he was going to. He reached down and started to pull up Daisuke's shirt.

"Please, just go away." Daisuke whispered cracking open an eye.

T.K. ignored Daisuke's request and looked at the part of Daisuke's chest that he had exposed. He blinked almost uncomprehendingly then looked up at Daisuke who was now officially crying. T.K. frowned and ran his finger along a purplish bruise on Daisuke's chest. There were more of them and not all of them were that color. Some were dark and bright red, most likely new. Others were gray or black probably old ones.

T.K. let the shirt fall and he frowned. He didn't know what to do now. Someone was hurting Daisuke, but that was all he knew.

"Dais..." He got a sob in reply. "Please stop crying."