Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Intelligence ❯ 7 ( Chapter 7 )
[ 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: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 380 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.05.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.1K | Visits: 380 | Status: Completed
"Yama, there has been something that has confused me," Daisuke stated, staring intently at his pen in hand.
"What would that be?" Yamato asked. Daisuke's cheeks turned a pale red.
"Well, we have lived under the same roof for a whole week, and we haven't done anything, well, intimate," the younger said, smiling in his blush.
"Are you saying you want to have sex?" Yamato asked, looking over his paper at the young man.
"I think so," Daisuke said, "I mean, it's nine o'clock, and no one should be coming around for anything."
"Are you sure?" Yamato asked, standing up over the younger, "I don't want to rush things too much."
"Yeah, I am," he said, standing up as well. Yamato smiled and kissed him passionately while trying to direct himself and Daisuke toward his room.
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"Oh my God!" Daisuke cried as Yamato fell on top of him, spent.
"That good?"
"Yeah, I would say so," Daisuke kissed the older's forehead.
"I would have to say so too," Yamato said, rolling off of Daisuke. They lay there for a few minutes, panting and grinning. The phone rang. Yamato groaned as he got up to answer the evil beast. "Hello?"
"Yama!" the other side yelled.
"Taichi, what do you want at this hour?"
"I wanted to know if we could go out for tonight, I need to talk to you, it is very important."
"How long do I have to get ready?"
"Thirty minutes, that is when I get off of work."
"Mind if Dai comes along?"
"Not at all, anyway, he is apart of this, anyway. Just be ready okay?"
"Sure, bye."
"Bye." Yamato hung up the phone in it's cradle, staring at it for a few minutes. He then walked back over to the bed. Daisuke gave him a confused look.
"Sorry about that, Dai. You need to get in the shower, we're leaving in thirty minutes."
"Where to?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Yamato said, "Just get in the shower and hurry, we don't have much time."
"Okay," Daisuke muttered and he walked off to the bathing room with his clothes. Yamato sighed heavily.
"Damnit, Taichi!" he cursed, putting some of his and Daisuke's clothing in a duffle bag.
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A knock sounded on the door as the two were waiting impatiently for Taichi to arrive. Yamato got up and answered the door, grabbing the over filled bag, and motioning for Daisuke to follow him and the original goggle boy. They walked over to Taichi's green truck, and Yamato helped Daisuke into the back seat. The other two hopped in, and they drove off.
"I am sorry about this Yama," Taichi said, eyes focused on the road, "but one of our customers said something that had me wondering."
"What did they say?" Yamato asked. Taichi took in a deep breath.
"Well, he came up to the counter, and looked at me. Then he said, 'Hey, you're the faggots' friend, aren't you?' When I asked him what he had meant by that, he was talking about you and Daisuke." The other just stared at each other, eyes wide. "I just want to know if he was telling me the truth or trying to spread some rumor." Yamato gave Daisuke a questioning gaze, and the other smiled and nodded.
"It is true," Yamato said shortly. Taichi looked at him, shocked.
"When?"
"About a week and a half ago," Yamato stated.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"We had intended for no one to know," he said.
"Who else knows?"
"Just you and Takeru."
"Did you tell him?"
"No, he caught us sleeping on the couch."
"I understand," Taichi said. He stopped at the next red light and turned around to face Daisuke. "You can join in at anytime."
"I prefer not to, I will only shove my foot in my mouth," Daisuke said.
"Oh, come on! We do that all the time!" Taichi said, turning back to the road.
"I just don't feel very comfortable speaking aloud," Daisuke said, blushing a little.
"Okay, have it your way," Taichi said, "I've never known you to be so quiet." Daisuke just started mumbling to himself inaudibly. Yamato smiled at his koi and realized that they were out of town. Daisuke noticed too.
"Where are we going, Yama?" He asked, looking a little worried.
"You'll see, don't worry, I will call you in sick tomorrow," Yamato said, smiling. Daisuke sighed, and quieted completely. Yamato turned his attention back to the original goggle boy.
"Is that all you wanted to know?"
"Yeah, it caught me by surprise."
"How did this guy know?"
"I don't know," Taichi said, looking back at Daisuke through the rear view mirror. The youngest looked ready to kick himself.
"Yama, Taichi, I think I might know," he said quietly, "Taichi, what did this guy look like?"
"Well, he had grungy brown hair, black eyes, and what looked like no ears."
"Did he have a sharp face and a dull nose that didn't fit?"
"Yeah, actually, why? You know the guy?"
"He is the ass hole who as calling me a dumb ass. One of his little cronies had said he heard what Takeru had said to me about being family, and called me a fag."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Yamato asked, concerned.
"I took it as a grain of salt, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."
"Don't be sorry," Yamato said, tracing the younger's jaw with his fingers, "As I have told you before, shit happens. This just means we have to tell the rest of the gang before they find out like Taichi did."
"You're sure?"
"I am sad to say, I am," Yamato said, "I know this is going to be hard, but we have to."
"No other ways?"
"I'm afraid not, Dai." Daisuke looked ready to break down. "Don't worry Dai, everything will work out in the end, I promise."
"I guess your right, Daisuke said, twiddling his thumbs. Yamato put his hand on top of them and stared deeply into his lover's eyes.
"Hey, if no one else will accept us, at least we have Taichi and Takeru, right?"
"Right, thank you, you always make me feel better."
"We're here, Taichi said, looking out at what appeared to be a campsite, "I don't think anyone has been here for at least two years."
"Has it been that long since I quit the band?" Yamato asked, opening the door to himself and Daisuke out.
"I got the tents!" Taichi yelled, tossing one over to the couple. They got it up eventually, as well as Taichi, Yamato complaining about not doing it enough. After that, they went off in the search of firewood. Daisuke was the one to discover it and bring it back. Smiling excitedly, he put it in the pit. Taichi sighed happily and looked over to Daisuke. "Hey, how many camping trips have you been on, per say?" he asked.
"None, my parents could never get off of work, and even if they could, we wouldn't have ever had the money to pull it off."
"Well then, welcome to the great outdoors, or as close to it as you can get," Yamato said, lighting the crumpled paper under the wood. Daisuke grinned, walking over to the blonde.
"We are going to do this more during the summer, you should join us," Taichi said, taking out the bags that were thrown in the back seat. "Hey, did you remember clothes?"
"Of course, along with the sleeping bags. You think I would forget after last time?" Both of the older men laughed aloud, and Daisuke was again muttering to himself. They got the fire to a nice blaze, and then just sat there, watching the magical flames dance around in the midnight air. Daisuke was showing fatigue and was cuddling up to Yamato. He yawned, and was soon asleep in his koi's arms.
"Yamato?" Taichi said.
"Yeah?"
"Do you love him?"
"Taichi, I think I do, but I'm not sure. I need help knowing if I do or not."
"Okay, I can do that. Do you smile every time you see him, except for when he is hurt?"
"Yes."
"Do you get butterflies?"
"Yes."
"Do you ever want to leave him?"
"No."
"Then I would distinguish it as love, Yamato, congrads!" Taichi said, smiling. Yamato smiled to himself, caressing his lover's wild hair.
"You know, I always thought of him as another you," Yamato stated, "but then I got to know him. He can cook, and he is fun to cook with. He can draw, and I mean, way better than your stick figures. He blows even me away with his intellectual abilities, he is actually most of the time very reserved. He, I think, is the perfect one for me."
"I am glad," Taichi said, smiling warmly, "now all I have to do is the same thing." Yamato nodded, and yawned.
"Damn, I am tired," he said.
"You didn't?"
"I did."
"Man, you are shameless."
"Hey, it was him who asked me for it, not vice versa."
"Sheesh, he is more like you than I would have thought. He is a sex animal too."
"Shut up," Yamato said, blushing heavily. He woke Daisuke halfway, and they walked to their small tent. He laid the other down, and cuddled up to him, soon both were again asleep. Taichi walked over to his tent, laughing very quietly to himself, after putting out the fire.
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Daisuke woke up early, feeling refreshed from the sleep. He found himself trapped in Yamato's arms. He slowly maneuvered out of them, careful not to wake the other, and walked outside. The sun hadn't even crawled out from under the mountains yet, the sky was turning hues of purple and light blue. He looked at his watch. 6:27 A.M. What a time to wake up. He took in a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air make his lungs swell gratefully. He stretched, releasing a long loud breath. He walked around for a few minutes, finding a stream, just out of view of the camp. He washed his face and watched the fish try to swim upwards. Afterwards, he walked back to the camp, noticing Yamato awake and looking worried. The blonde spotted him and ran over grabbing his shoulders.
"Where in the hell have you been?" He asked, "It frightened me waking up and not seeing you anywhere near the camp."
"I was over by the stream over there, washing my face, sorry," he said as the got to the camp to cook and eat. He showed the men where he had found the stream, which they were unaware of, surprisingly. After a while, they packed up their stuff and decided to get home.
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There was going to be another sleep over that weekend, with all of the gang invited again. Yet again everyone was able to make it. Daisuke looked around the house the day before everyone was supposed to arrive. He felt his stomach begin to lurch. He was nervous, especially about telling everyone about his and Yamato's relationship. He knew everyone was going to be completely shocked, for that is how Taichi and Takeru had been. He sighed, and went on to his writing.
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Ken and Miyako looked around the apartment, smiling. Everyone was there, and was having a good time. They saw Yamato and Daisuke talking, looking very nervous. The two walked over to them.
"Hey Dai, Yamato," Ken said.
"Hey, you two," Daisuke said, smiling nervously. They engaged in conversation for a little while, and then Yamato whispered in his ear. He looked at the other, and nodded. The went in the middle of the room, and Yamato called their attention. Daisuke's stomach churned.
"We have an announcement for all of you," Yamato said. "Daisuke and I are dating, and have been for almost two weeks." Everyone's eyes widened, like they had when Daisuke read his paper. Yamato grasped the younger's hand, and walked with him away from the middle of the living room. Soon the place was buzzing again, with the new news being the main topic.
"Yama, thank you for not having me talk, I would have choked it up," Daisuke said, leaning his head on the older's shoulder.
"Not a problem," he said. Takeru came up to them.
"That was pretty bold," he said, smiling at them, "I would have to say you got a positive reaction."
"That is a good thing," Daisuke said, looking a little more relieved. He yawned. "I'm tired, I'm getting to bed." Yamato kissed him goodnight, and the auburn haired young man walked into Yamato's room, crashing on his bed.
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So, what do you think so far? I think I might do a little bit more on this story, I'm not sure, I am running out of problems for them. . . any ideas?
"What would that be?" Yamato asked. Daisuke's cheeks turned a pale red.
"Well, we have lived under the same roof for a whole week, and we haven't done anything, well, intimate," the younger said, smiling in his blush.
"Are you saying you want to have sex?" Yamato asked, looking over his paper at the young man.
"I think so," Daisuke said, "I mean, it's nine o'clock, and no one should be coming around for anything."
"Are you sure?" Yamato asked, standing up over the younger, "I don't want to rush things too much."
"Yeah, I am," he said, standing up as well. Yamato smiled and kissed him passionately while trying to direct himself and Daisuke toward his room.
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"Oh my God!" Daisuke cried as Yamato fell on top of him, spent.
"That good?"
"Yeah, I would say so," Daisuke kissed the older's forehead.
"I would have to say so too," Yamato said, rolling off of Daisuke. They lay there for a few minutes, panting and grinning. The phone rang. Yamato groaned as he got up to answer the evil beast. "Hello?"
"Yama!" the other side yelled.
"Taichi, what do you want at this hour?"
"I wanted to know if we could go out for tonight, I need to talk to you, it is very important."
"How long do I have to get ready?"
"Thirty minutes, that is when I get off of work."
"Mind if Dai comes along?"
"Not at all, anyway, he is apart of this, anyway. Just be ready okay?"
"Sure, bye."
"Bye." Yamato hung up the phone in it's cradle, staring at it for a few minutes. He then walked back over to the bed. Daisuke gave him a confused look.
"Sorry about that, Dai. You need to get in the shower, we're leaving in thirty minutes."
"Where to?"
"You'll find out soon enough," Yamato said, "Just get in the shower and hurry, we don't have much time."
"Okay," Daisuke muttered and he walked off to the bathing room with his clothes. Yamato sighed heavily.
"Damnit, Taichi!" he cursed, putting some of his and Daisuke's clothing in a duffle bag.
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A knock sounded on the door as the two were waiting impatiently for Taichi to arrive. Yamato got up and answered the door, grabbing the over filled bag, and motioning for Daisuke to follow him and the original goggle boy. They walked over to Taichi's green truck, and Yamato helped Daisuke into the back seat. The other two hopped in, and they drove off.
"I am sorry about this Yama," Taichi said, eyes focused on the road, "but one of our customers said something that had me wondering."
"What did they say?" Yamato asked. Taichi took in a deep breath.
"Well, he came up to the counter, and looked at me. Then he said, 'Hey, you're the faggots' friend, aren't you?' When I asked him what he had meant by that, he was talking about you and Daisuke." The other just stared at each other, eyes wide. "I just want to know if he was telling me the truth or trying to spread some rumor." Yamato gave Daisuke a questioning gaze, and the other smiled and nodded.
"It is true," Yamato said shortly. Taichi looked at him, shocked.
"When?"
"About a week and a half ago," Yamato stated.
"Why didn't you tell me?"
"We had intended for no one to know," he said.
"Who else knows?"
"Just you and Takeru."
"Did you tell him?"
"No, he caught us sleeping on the couch."
"I understand," Taichi said. He stopped at the next red light and turned around to face Daisuke. "You can join in at anytime."
"I prefer not to, I will only shove my foot in my mouth," Daisuke said.
"Oh, come on! We do that all the time!" Taichi said, turning back to the road.
"I just don't feel very comfortable speaking aloud," Daisuke said, blushing a little.
"Okay, have it your way," Taichi said, "I've never known you to be so quiet." Daisuke just started mumbling to himself inaudibly. Yamato smiled at his koi and realized that they were out of town. Daisuke noticed too.
"Where are we going, Yama?" He asked, looking a little worried.
"You'll see, don't worry, I will call you in sick tomorrow," Yamato said, smiling. Daisuke sighed, and quieted completely. Yamato turned his attention back to the original goggle boy.
"Is that all you wanted to know?"
"Yeah, it caught me by surprise."
"How did this guy know?"
"I don't know," Taichi said, looking back at Daisuke through the rear view mirror. The youngest looked ready to kick himself.
"Yama, Taichi, I think I might know," he said quietly, "Taichi, what did this guy look like?"
"Well, he had grungy brown hair, black eyes, and what looked like no ears."
"Did he have a sharp face and a dull nose that didn't fit?"
"Yeah, actually, why? You know the guy?"
"He is the ass hole who as calling me a dumb ass. One of his little cronies had said he heard what Takeru had said to me about being family, and called me a fag."
"Why didn't you tell me?" Yamato asked, concerned.
"I took it as a grain of salt, I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking."
"Don't be sorry," Yamato said, tracing the younger's jaw with his fingers, "As I have told you before, shit happens. This just means we have to tell the rest of the gang before they find out like Taichi did."
"You're sure?"
"I am sad to say, I am," Yamato said, "I know this is going to be hard, but we have to."
"No other ways?"
"I'm afraid not, Dai." Daisuke looked ready to break down. "Don't worry Dai, everything will work out in the end, I promise."
"I guess your right, Daisuke said, twiddling his thumbs. Yamato put his hand on top of them and stared deeply into his lover's eyes.
"Hey, if no one else will accept us, at least we have Taichi and Takeru, right?"
"Right, thank you, you always make me feel better."
"We're here, Taichi said, looking out at what appeared to be a campsite, "I don't think anyone has been here for at least two years."
"Has it been that long since I quit the band?" Yamato asked, opening the door to himself and Daisuke out.
"I got the tents!" Taichi yelled, tossing one over to the couple. They got it up eventually, as well as Taichi, Yamato complaining about not doing it enough. After that, they went off in the search of firewood. Daisuke was the one to discover it and bring it back. Smiling excitedly, he put it in the pit. Taichi sighed happily and looked over to Daisuke. "Hey, how many camping trips have you been on, per say?" he asked.
"None, my parents could never get off of work, and even if they could, we wouldn't have ever had the money to pull it off."
"Well then, welcome to the great outdoors, or as close to it as you can get," Yamato said, lighting the crumpled paper under the wood. Daisuke grinned, walking over to the blonde.
"We are going to do this more during the summer, you should join us," Taichi said, taking out the bags that were thrown in the back seat. "Hey, did you remember clothes?"
"Of course, along with the sleeping bags. You think I would forget after last time?" Both of the older men laughed aloud, and Daisuke was again muttering to himself. They got the fire to a nice blaze, and then just sat there, watching the magical flames dance around in the midnight air. Daisuke was showing fatigue and was cuddling up to Yamato. He yawned, and was soon asleep in his koi's arms.
"Yamato?" Taichi said.
"Yeah?"
"Do you love him?"
"Taichi, I think I do, but I'm not sure. I need help knowing if I do or not."
"Okay, I can do that. Do you smile every time you see him, except for when he is hurt?"
"Yes."
"Do you get butterflies?"
"Yes."
"Do you ever want to leave him?"
"No."
"Then I would distinguish it as love, Yamato, congrads!" Taichi said, smiling. Yamato smiled to himself, caressing his lover's wild hair.
"You know, I always thought of him as another you," Yamato stated, "but then I got to know him. He can cook, and he is fun to cook with. He can draw, and I mean, way better than your stick figures. He blows even me away with his intellectual abilities, he is actually most of the time very reserved. He, I think, is the perfect one for me."
"I am glad," Taichi said, smiling warmly, "now all I have to do is the same thing." Yamato nodded, and yawned.
"Damn, I am tired," he said.
"You didn't?"
"I did."
"Man, you are shameless."
"Hey, it was him who asked me for it, not vice versa."
"Sheesh, he is more like you than I would have thought. He is a sex animal too."
"Shut up," Yamato said, blushing heavily. He woke Daisuke halfway, and they walked to their small tent. He laid the other down, and cuddled up to him, soon both were again asleep. Taichi walked over to his tent, laughing very quietly to himself, after putting out the fire.
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Daisuke woke up early, feeling refreshed from the sleep. He found himself trapped in Yamato's arms. He slowly maneuvered out of them, careful not to wake the other, and walked outside. The sun hadn't even crawled out from under the mountains yet, the sky was turning hues of purple and light blue. He looked at his watch. 6:27 A.M. What a time to wake up. He took in a deep breath, feeling the cool morning air make his lungs swell gratefully. He stretched, releasing a long loud breath. He walked around for a few minutes, finding a stream, just out of view of the camp. He washed his face and watched the fish try to swim upwards. Afterwards, he walked back to the camp, noticing Yamato awake and looking worried. The blonde spotted him and ran over grabbing his shoulders.
"Where in the hell have you been?" He asked, "It frightened me waking up and not seeing you anywhere near the camp."
"I was over by the stream over there, washing my face, sorry," he said as the got to the camp to cook and eat. He showed the men where he had found the stream, which they were unaware of, surprisingly. After a while, they packed up their stuff and decided to get home.
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There was going to be another sleep over that weekend, with all of the gang invited again. Yet again everyone was able to make it. Daisuke looked around the house the day before everyone was supposed to arrive. He felt his stomach begin to lurch. He was nervous, especially about telling everyone about his and Yamato's relationship. He knew everyone was going to be completely shocked, for that is how Taichi and Takeru had been. He sighed, and went on to his writing.
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Ken and Miyako looked around the apartment, smiling. Everyone was there, and was having a good time. They saw Yamato and Daisuke talking, looking very nervous. The two walked over to them.
"Hey Dai, Yamato," Ken said.
"Hey, you two," Daisuke said, smiling nervously. They engaged in conversation for a little while, and then Yamato whispered in his ear. He looked at the other, and nodded. The went in the middle of the room, and Yamato called their attention. Daisuke's stomach churned.
"We have an announcement for all of you," Yamato said. "Daisuke and I are dating, and have been for almost two weeks." Everyone's eyes widened, like they had when Daisuke read his paper. Yamato grasped the younger's hand, and walked with him away from the middle of the living room. Soon the place was buzzing again, with the new news being the main topic.
"Yama, thank you for not having me talk, I would have choked it up," Daisuke said, leaning his head on the older's shoulder.
"Not a problem," he said. Takeru came up to them.
"That was pretty bold," he said, smiling at them, "I would have to say you got a positive reaction."
"That is a good thing," Daisuke said, looking a little more relieved. He yawned. "I'm tired, I'm getting to bed." Yamato kissed him goodnight, and the auburn haired young man walked into Yamato's room, crashing on his bed.
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So, what do you think so far? I think I might do a little bit more on this story, I'm not sure, I am running out of problems for them. . . any ideas?