Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Innocence ❯ Our secrets ( Chapter 2 )

Later that evening, Taichi was having a very modest dinner with his mother and father. They didn't have much food, for his father was sick and Hikaru was away selling some of their products in another town.

They were all concentrated in their plates full of vegetable soup when Taichi heard a hard knock on the door. He got up, already expecting someone very unpleasant to appear. And wasn't he right? Yamato was standing on the doorway when he opened the door.

"I'm not interrupting, I hope?" Yamato asked, with his usual sweet smile.

Taichi's mother jumped quickly from he chair and ran to the door. Staring at the man almost one foot taller than herself, she bowed down as much as possible, almost hitting her head on the open door.

"Welcome to our home, Priest Yamato!" she greeted.

"No, no, Mrs. Yagami! Please, you don't have to be so formal with me. After all…" Yamato shot Taichi another one of his usual glares, the one only the cross-dresser knew about, the priest's other side. "We are all like family!"

Taichi wondered if he had been such a `bad boy' when he was younger. Had him done so many horrible things before? Had him tried use his disguise to be closer to girl and watch them shower? Had him not helped his mother enough? Had he not prayed enough? Because it sure seemed like God was trying to punish him that moment, sending him such a marvelous priest to watch over him.

"Oh, Priest Yamato! Thank you so much for coming here! My husband needs your help or he might never be able to work again!" Taichi's mother was trying her best, it seemed, to make her eyes as teary as possible.

"Do not worry, Mrs. Yagami. I can help your husband." Yamato said, nodding his head slowly. "But… there is something I'd like to ask you as, how should I call his… a reward?"

"Anything, priest!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together.

"I would like to have your daughter, Taichi, to be my wife."

A deep silence filled the room. All that could be heard was breathing, and probably Taichi's accelerated pulse as well. It felt like his heart was about to come out of his throat in nervousness.

"You want… Taichi?" his mother repeated, her eyes wide in shock.

"Yes. If that is not too much to ask for, Mrs. Yagami." Yamato was obviously doing his best to keep an irresistible look on his face, not even Taichi could beat him when he did that.

"We'll think about it, priest." Taichi's mother answered. A quite not so pleased look appeared in Yamato's face. But he quickly replaced it with a very sweet smile.

"Very well. I shall wait." He said, walking out of the door. "Thank you for even taking his proposal in consideration, Mrs. Yagami."

"No problem at all, priest."

Taichi closed the door furiously and as soon as he made sure the priest was far enough from their house, he turned to his mother and shot her his most threatening look.

"How could you say we'd think about it, mother?!" Taichi asked, shaking his head nervously from side to side. "Did you even consider asking me what I thought about all this?"

"I thought your father's health meant more to you than a marriage!" she shouted back, pointing her inner finger to Taichi's face.

"Of course it means more than marriage to me! There's just a little problem that might be a little troublesome, if you haven't realized yet - I'm a boy, mother!" Taichi shouted just as loud as his mother had earlier. "And it is all your fault for being so selfish and wanting to share house work with someone else!"

Taichi's mother shook her head in disagreement and opened her mouth to argue back, though no words came out of her mouth. She shook her head again, trying to make up for the loss of words. It was not enough, however, to Taichi.

"'Thought so." He shot a last menacing glare.

He opened the door and walked out.

It was hard to believe how his mother could do something like that. But he understood his mother's pain. It must have been hard to see her husband like that.

"Keep yourself together…" Taichi repeated to himself as he tried to control very stubborn tears appearing in his eyes.

He wanted his father to get better. And if his only choice was to sell himself to that man, than that was what he had to do. Unless he could change the priest's mind, of course. But how could he do that? The man had to lose interest in Taichi. What would possibly turn the man off that much?

Suddenly an idea crossed Taichi's mind. His eyes widened and he grinned mischievously, clapping his hands together. Why hadn't he thought of that earlier..?

~*~

The sun was rising when Taichi left his house with a gigantic box filled with the most delicious dishes he could cook. He had spent the night chopping vegetables, cooking meat and baking bread. After all, his apologies should have to seem convincing enough if he wanted to trick that priest. Yamato was undoubtedly perverted, though far from stupid.

Taichi dragged the box with him to the church. His arms weren't strong like an average boy's. He had never done any sort of rough activity beside housework.

The boy knocked on the church's tall willow door and soon it was already opening itself conveniently. Taichi dragged his box into the church and sat on the last bench.

"Priest Yamato!" he called as loud as possible. He had no time to lose.

Taichi had no time to wonder where he was, nor he could make up a reason to leave that place and forget about the very troublesome business he had to solve. Someone was already sitting beside him, with a wide smile across his face.

"Taichi! What brings you here… my dear?" Yamato asked.

"I ought to talk to you, priest Yamato. It's about… the marriage." Taichi said, pulling the box closer to his feet.

"Oh, don't worry. I have it all planned already." Yamato explained, with a laugh.

"No, no! We are not getting married. And I'm here to make sure of that." Taichi got up before the priest could lay a hand on his bare shoulder and opened the box. "I brought all this food to prove my regret when I say this. But we cannot get married."

"And… why is that?" Yamato asked, his face contorted in a fake worried expression.

"There are many reasons. The main reason is my deep, remarkable, noticeable and unalterable hatred toward you." He amazingly shorter boy pointed out, with a very serious expression.

"I'm sorry to tell you this, dear, but hatred is just not enough to change this situation." He priest added.

"That's not all." Taichi shouted, to the priest's surprise. The boy took off his dress quickly and tried his best to stand still and avoid blushing. "I'm also a boy."

Taichi had been imagining the priest's reaction to his revelation. After all, it's not everyday you see a boy strip off in front of a priest like that. Especially not a boy who everyone thought was a beautiful girl. But Yamato showed no surprise at all.

"So?" Yamato asked coldly. "I never thought you were a girl in the first place."

"You… didn't?" Taichi asked, pulling his dress back on. "Then why are you asking me to get married with you? You'd never be able to do anything to me, and I know very well that's what you mean to do to me."

Yamato smirked and got up, moving closer to Taichi. He pulled the boy's dress up and then let his hand slightly touch Taichi's very sensitive area.

"You pervert!!" Taichi shouted, jumping back so the priest's hand wouldn't touch any part of him, especially not that one in particular. "You freak!"

"Oh, no, no, Taichi. I'm not the only pervert or freak in this room, now am I?" Yamato asked, pointing down to a very suspicious bulge forming in front of Taichi's dress.

"Yes, of course! What did you think would happen if you or anyone touched -that-?!" Taichi crossed his arms over his chest. "You're worse than I thought."

"No, Taichi, I'm just as horrible as you thought many times before. You cursed me everyday before you went to sleep… if you don't still do." Yamato smiled like usual. "You humans are so silly when it comes to death, no?"

"What you mean by humans?" Taichi asked, raising one of his eyebrows.

"Now, let's keep some secrets for after our marriage, shall we?" the priest winked and grabbed Taichi by his wrist, taking him out of the church.

"What?! I'm not marrying you!!" Taichi shouted, trying to punch Yamato's chest. The priest grabbed the boy's fist without any apparent effort.

"Taichi, love, this is not a matter of you choice, you see." Yamato explained, shaking his head from side to side. "Besides, this is not even about your father's health any longer. It's not about your little secret either, Taichi. This is about the safety of hundreds of people from this town, from this country and from this world as well."

Taichi's eyes widened.

"I know what you are!" Taichi lift his inner finger from the hand Yamato was holding. "You…"

Yamato lowered his head and kissed Taichi's lips without letting go of his hand. Yamato smiled and licked Taichi's upper lip.

"Knowing what I am does not help, Taichi. Now go to sleep, we'll talk about that later." He muttered.

Before Taichi could do anything else, everything was black. He had lost consciousness.

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Well… not exactly how I had planned this part… but it is good nonetheless. ^-^

Any guesses of who is Yamato-sama? Anyone? No?

Let me give a hint: it's not who you think he is! He's not even WHAT you think he is. ^0^

Many surprises on the next chapter! I assure it'll be a really nice one. Quite lime-ish, but still sweet… and revealing. ^^;