Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Intelligence ❯ 5 ( Chapter 5 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: panchan14 
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.05.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 722 | Visits: 405 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.05.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 722 | Visits: 405 | Status: Completed
Daisuke awakened, seeing a bright light around the room. He sighed, and sat up. His muscles ached still from the pain. He groaned softly. Yamato walked in, and smiled.
"Good morning, sweetheart," he said, kissing Daisuke softly.
"Good morning," Daisuke said, smiling at Yamato.
"You want something to eat?"
"Like what?"
"This morning, I made pancakes, bacon, and eggs. Sound good?"
"Very, let's eat!" Yamato laughed and helped the younger out of bed, walking him to the table. Both ate, talking happily, and joking around.
"Yama?" Daisuke asked.
"What?"
"How long am I out from school?"
"Just the rest of this week, I believe."
"Oh, okay."
"I heard about you reading your paper aloud."
"Yeah," Daisuke sighed softly.
"So, was it worth it?"
"Dunno yet, I haven't gotten the reaction yet, not back at school."
"I see, so, tell me about it."
"Hey! In my back pack, I have the rough draft," Daisuke said, finding his bag and picking through it. He pulled out a set of sheets of paper, and handed them to Yamato. The older took them, pulling Daisuke over to the couch. They sat down, and Yamato began to read them. He finished quickly, and looked at Daisuke.
"Damn! I can't write like that! Your teacher was wright, you are a genius!" He watched Daisuke turn a deep shade of red, and kissed him. "No need for embarrassment, not at all! I really like it. It sounds like something I would think."
"Really?"
"Yes," Yamato said, smiling. That day seemed to be great.
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"Knock knock!" Takeru said as he opened his brother's door. He saw no one in the living room or kitchen, so he took a few cautious steps into the house. He looked at the couch, and saw that there was someone there, probably asleep. He walked over there expecting to see Daisuke, but that was not what he found. He held in a gasp when he saw Yamato and Daisuke, cuddling close on the hide-a-bed. Yamato had his arms wrapped around the younger, who was snuggled up to his chest. They were both clothed, which half-way relieved Takeru, but not really. He walked out of the apartment, questions riddling his head. Yamato and Daisuke were gay? They were going out? They hadn't told him? He had thought he and his brother were close. He sighed sadly, and walked away from the apartment, feeling disappointed and betrayed.
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Daisuke awakened yet again, in his lover's arms. He smiled, and just lay there. He felt a draft, and looked around for an open window, but only found an open door. His eyes widened, and he walked over to close it.
"Oh, shit," he muttered when he saw Takeru's trademark hat laying on the ground, forgotten. He walked slowly over to Yamato, and shook him awake slowly.
"Why are you up?" He asked when he saw Daisuke.
"Well, there was a draft."
"Then why wake me up."
"The door was open," Daisuke said, handing the blonde his younger brother's hat.
"Fuck," he said. "This is going to be a problem."
"Maybe we should have told him."
"No, that wouldn't have been smart, because he would have been too shocked, and then become homophobic."
"Are you sure?"
"He has told me that he doesn't like 'gay' people, he said that they were stupid and shameless."
"Shit."
"I know." They continued to ponder for around five minutes, and then decided they were hungry. They cooked together, with not as much happy conversation and laughter as usual. Both were very worried at what Takeru would do.
"God, I am sorry, Yama," Daisuke said.
"Why are you sorry?" Yamato asked, lifting his head.
"I should never have walked home myself, then you wouldn't have to deal with me here and this would have never happened."
"Look at me," Yamato said. Daisuke complied, his scared stare almost scaring Yamato, "This is no where near your fault, we made a mistake, a human one, everyone makes mistakes. There is nothing you could have done to prevent it. Don't ever say it is your fault, because it isn't."
"Okay, sorry, Yama."
"Don't be," Yamato said, kissing him. Daisuke pulled away, and shook his head. They went on with their small meal, and again discussed the Takeru issue.
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Sorry for such a short chapter! Well, again review! Please!
"Good morning, sweetheart," he said, kissing Daisuke softly.
"Good morning," Daisuke said, smiling at Yamato.
"You want something to eat?"
"Like what?"
"This morning, I made pancakes, bacon, and eggs. Sound good?"
"Very, let's eat!" Yamato laughed and helped the younger out of bed, walking him to the table. Both ate, talking happily, and joking around.
"Yama?" Daisuke asked.
"What?"
"How long am I out from school?"
"Just the rest of this week, I believe."
"Oh, okay."
"I heard about you reading your paper aloud."
"Yeah," Daisuke sighed softly.
"So, was it worth it?"
"Dunno yet, I haven't gotten the reaction yet, not back at school."
"I see, so, tell me about it."
"Hey! In my back pack, I have the rough draft," Daisuke said, finding his bag and picking through it. He pulled out a set of sheets of paper, and handed them to Yamato. The older took them, pulling Daisuke over to the couch. They sat down, and Yamato began to read them. He finished quickly, and looked at Daisuke.
"Damn! I can't write like that! Your teacher was wright, you are a genius!" He watched Daisuke turn a deep shade of red, and kissed him. "No need for embarrassment, not at all! I really like it. It sounds like something I would think."
"Really?"
"Yes," Yamato said, smiling. That day seemed to be great.
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"Knock knock!" Takeru said as he opened his brother's door. He saw no one in the living room or kitchen, so he took a few cautious steps into the house. He looked at the couch, and saw that there was someone there, probably asleep. He walked over there expecting to see Daisuke, but that was not what he found. He held in a gasp when he saw Yamato and Daisuke, cuddling close on the hide-a-bed. Yamato had his arms wrapped around the younger, who was snuggled up to his chest. They were both clothed, which half-way relieved Takeru, but not really. He walked out of the apartment, questions riddling his head. Yamato and Daisuke were gay? They were going out? They hadn't told him? He had thought he and his brother were close. He sighed sadly, and walked away from the apartment, feeling disappointed and betrayed.
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Daisuke awakened yet again, in his lover's arms. He smiled, and just lay there. He felt a draft, and looked around for an open window, but only found an open door. His eyes widened, and he walked over to close it.
"Oh, shit," he muttered when he saw Takeru's trademark hat laying on the ground, forgotten. He walked slowly over to Yamato, and shook him awake slowly.
"Why are you up?" He asked when he saw Daisuke.
"Well, there was a draft."
"Then why wake me up."
"The door was open," Daisuke said, handing the blonde his younger brother's hat.
"Fuck," he said. "This is going to be a problem."
"Maybe we should have told him."
"No, that wouldn't have been smart, because he would have been too shocked, and then become homophobic."
"Are you sure?"
"He has told me that he doesn't like 'gay' people, he said that they were stupid and shameless."
"Shit."
"I know." They continued to ponder for around five minutes, and then decided they were hungry. They cooked together, with not as much happy conversation and laughter as usual. Both were very worried at what Takeru would do.
"God, I am sorry, Yama," Daisuke said.
"Why are you sorry?" Yamato asked, lifting his head.
"I should never have walked home myself, then you wouldn't have to deal with me here and this would have never happened."
"Look at me," Yamato said. Daisuke complied, his scared stare almost scaring Yamato, "This is no where near your fault, we made a mistake, a human one, everyone makes mistakes. There is nothing you could have done to prevent it. Don't ever say it is your fault, because it isn't."
"Okay, sorry, Yama."
"Don't be," Yamato said, kissing him. Daisuke pulled away, and shook his head. They went on with their small meal, and again discussed the Takeru issue.
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Sorry for such a short chapter! Well, again review! Please!