Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Intelligence ❯ 8 ( Chapter 8 )
[ 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: 1.2K | Visits: 441 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.05.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 441 | Status: Completed
Yamato was unhappy. That day was his last with Daisuke before his mother came to pick him up the next day. He sighed sadly, typing away at the keyboard in front of him. He smiled lightly at the thought. No had ever expected him to get a desk job, not even him. He had never realized that he was quite good at computers. Now he worked as a secretary at a respatory company. He was actually enjoying talking to the elderly folk, and hear their experiences. He was goofing around on the internet, since he had finished all of his work. He heard the bell ring for the door, meaning someone had come in. He ignored it and continued his game.
"Yama?" he heard a very familiar voice say. He looked around to see Taichi, looking very worried.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"It's Daiuske," the tanned man said. Yamato immediately stood up and ran out the door calling to his boss that he was going. He hopped in his friend's green truck and they drove off.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking worse than Taichi.
"That bully kid he told us about, that guy attacked him," Taichi said, "This time, he had a gun."
"Is Dai okay?"
"He is in the hospital with two bullet wounds to the stomach."
"Dear God," Yamato looked like he was going to die. When they got to the hospital, Yamato kicked open the door and ran to the front desk. "Where is Motamiya Daisuke's room? I am his guardian for the nest few days."
"He is on the third floor, room number 180," the woman at the desk stated. Yamato, Taichi behind him, ran up the stairs to Daisuke's room. Yamato walked in, to see the young man asleep, bandages all around his mid-section.
"Damnit," he muttered to himself. Taichi put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Taichi asked. Yamato looked at him sorrowfully.
"Why did it have to happen like this? Why did he have to get shot, I mean, it wasn't supposed to be this bad."
"Some things aren't as easy as they seem," Taichi said.
"Why couldn't they have been like everyone had planned, for everything to be good, and no one would get hurt?"
"Because, that is what the world would call boring, and you would soon go and start looking for things that are wrong. Your relationship would be over."
"You're right, I am just so pissed off that this had to happen, why?"
"The answer is simple," said a voice behind Yamato. He turned around and looked at Daisuke, who was staring back at him.
"Sh, you need your rest," Yamato said, rushing over to him.
"I'm okay, I just won't be around for a few weeks."
"This should have never happened to you, I should have been there."
"How could you have known? It isn't your fault, it isn't anyone's."
"Dai," Yamato said, hugging the younger very slightly. The nurse came in, with a smile on her face.
"Well, mister Motamiya, you are perfectly fine, the bullets hit no organs, you will be able to go home in a few hours," she said cheerily. "I must warn you though, you can't be in school for a while, that has to heal, meaning you have to rest a lot. The doctor will be in shortly to patch you up for a ride home." She smiled at the young men and left. They waited until they couldn't hear the distant clicks of her heels.
"I can go home," Daisuke said. He felt the glee in his heart. He also had realized that he would be going to his real home the next day. He didn't want to, but he had missed his mother greatly. "Yama?"
"What?" The older asked, concern splashed onto his features.
"What are we going to tell my mother? Do you think we should tell her the truth?"
"I would say we should, but that is very much easier said than done."
"I know. Do you want to know exactly why I got shot today?"
"Of course I do, tell me."
"Well, that guy, he had called me a fag again. I told him to shove off, and left with Takeru to get to class, since we have quite a few together. He got pissed and dragged me outside. He told me that if I was a true man I would fight him. I told him no, and he pulled out the gun. I made the mistake of telling him that to fight like a man, he had to use his fists, and not a gun. He then shot me."
"Dear God," Yamato said. He held the other's hand and waited for the doctor. When he got there, he pushed the two older boys out and shut the door. "Are you sure he is going to be okay?" Yamato asked his best friend.
"I am sure, he has you to help him along."
"Only for one more day, his mother comes home tomorrow."
"Still, he still has you, there is a thing called visiting."
"Never thought of that, thank you, Taichi."
"That is what I am here for!" the tanned young man said as they took their seats in the floor's waiting room.
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Yamato, Daisuke, and Taichi laughed as they entered the blonde's apartment building. Even though the youngest of them was in quite the amount of pain, they were all laughing at a joke told by one of the men at the pharmacy. After a little while, their laughter slowed, and Daisuke yawned. We nestled himself into Yamato's lap and was soon asleep. The older two noticed this and began to talk softly, as if not to wake him. That's when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Yamato asked into the device.
"Hello, Mr. Ishida, right?" a feminine voice said.
"Yes, can I help you ma'am?"
"This is Daisuke's mother, I am just checking to see if he is alright."
"Well, there was a big problem today, a young man in the school has shot him, but he is just fine, and is asleep on the couch right now."
"Oh, goodness, are you sure he is okay?"
"I asked him that for about a half an hour, he insists he is, the doctor just told us to let him rest, and I got a prescription pain killer for him."
"Oh, you shouldn't have, how much does that cost?"
"Don't worry about it, ma'am, it's all taken care of."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, I really like the kid, he isn't half as much of a maintenance problem as I thought he would be."
"That's good then, can I have you tell him something?"
"Sure."
"Well, this project is taking longer than I expected it to, and so I will be gone for about another week, but I'm not sure, could you please take care of him for me?"
"Of course I can! It would be an honor, ma'am."
"Thank you so much, tell Daisuke I miss him, I have to go, bye."
"I will, bye." Yamato put the phone down with a smile.
"What is so great?" Taichi asked, baffled by the grin.
"His mother is going to be gone for an extra week," Yamato said. "I will tell him when he wakes up, not now, though."
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A/N: Look, I know that this was a shitty chapter, sorry about that. It is also short, didn't mean to do that either. Well, please review!
"Yama?" he heard a very familiar voice say. He looked around to see Taichi, looking very worried.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"It's Daiuske," the tanned man said. Yamato immediately stood up and ran out the door calling to his boss that he was going. He hopped in his friend's green truck and they drove off.
"What's wrong?" he asked, looking worse than Taichi.
"That bully kid he told us about, that guy attacked him," Taichi said, "This time, he had a gun."
"Is Dai okay?"
"He is in the hospital with two bullet wounds to the stomach."
"Dear God," Yamato looked like he was going to die. When they got to the hospital, Yamato kicked open the door and ran to the front desk. "Where is Motamiya Daisuke's room? I am his guardian for the nest few days."
"He is on the third floor, room number 180," the woman at the desk stated. Yamato, Taichi behind him, ran up the stairs to Daisuke's room. Yamato walked in, to see the young man asleep, bandages all around his mid-section.
"Damnit," he muttered to himself. Taichi put a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder.
"What's wrong?" Taichi asked. Yamato looked at him sorrowfully.
"Why did it have to happen like this? Why did he have to get shot, I mean, it wasn't supposed to be this bad."
"Some things aren't as easy as they seem," Taichi said.
"Why couldn't they have been like everyone had planned, for everything to be good, and no one would get hurt?"
"Because, that is what the world would call boring, and you would soon go and start looking for things that are wrong. Your relationship would be over."
"You're right, I am just so pissed off that this had to happen, why?"
"The answer is simple," said a voice behind Yamato. He turned around and looked at Daisuke, who was staring back at him.
"Sh, you need your rest," Yamato said, rushing over to him.
"I'm okay, I just won't be around for a few weeks."
"This should have never happened to you, I should have been there."
"How could you have known? It isn't your fault, it isn't anyone's."
"Dai," Yamato said, hugging the younger very slightly. The nurse came in, with a smile on her face.
"Well, mister Motamiya, you are perfectly fine, the bullets hit no organs, you will be able to go home in a few hours," she said cheerily. "I must warn you though, you can't be in school for a while, that has to heal, meaning you have to rest a lot. The doctor will be in shortly to patch you up for a ride home." She smiled at the young men and left. They waited until they couldn't hear the distant clicks of her heels.
"I can go home," Daisuke said. He felt the glee in his heart. He also had realized that he would be going to his real home the next day. He didn't want to, but he had missed his mother greatly. "Yama?"
"What?" The older asked, concern splashed onto his features.
"What are we going to tell my mother? Do you think we should tell her the truth?"
"I would say we should, but that is very much easier said than done."
"I know. Do you want to know exactly why I got shot today?"
"Of course I do, tell me."
"Well, that guy, he had called me a fag again. I told him to shove off, and left with Takeru to get to class, since we have quite a few together. He got pissed and dragged me outside. He told me that if I was a true man I would fight him. I told him no, and he pulled out the gun. I made the mistake of telling him that to fight like a man, he had to use his fists, and not a gun. He then shot me."
"Dear God," Yamato said. He held the other's hand and waited for the doctor. When he got there, he pushed the two older boys out and shut the door. "Are you sure he is going to be okay?" Yamato asked his best friend.
"I am sure, he has you to help him along."
"Only for one more day, his mother comes home tomorrow."
"Still, he still has you, there is a thing called visiting."
"Never thought of that, thank you, Taichi."
"That is what I am here for!" the tanned young man said as they took their seats in the floor's waiting room.
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Yamato, Daisuke, and Taichi laughed as they entered the blonde's apartment building. Even though the youngest of them was in quite the amount of pain, they were all laughing at a joke told by one of the men at the pharmacy. After a little while, their laughter slowed, and Daisuke yawned. We nestled himself into Yamato's lap and was soon asleep. The older two noticed this and began to talk softly, as if not to wake him. That's when the phone rang.
"Hello?" Yamato asked into the device.
"Hello, Mr. Ishida, right?" a feminine voice said.
"Yes, can I help you ma'am?"
"This is Daisuke's mother, I am just checking to see if he is alright."
"Well, there was a big problem today, a young man in the school has shot him, but he is just fine, and is asleep on the couch right now."
"Oh, goodness, are you sure he is okay?"
"I asked him that for about a half an hour, he insists he is, the doctor just told us to let him rest, and I got a prescription pain killer for him."
"Oh, you shouldn't have, how much does that cost?"
"Don't worry about it, ma'am, it's all taken care of."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course, I really like the kid, he isn't half as much of a maintenance problem as I thought he would be."
"That's good then, can I have you tell him something?"
"Sure."
"Well, this project is taking longer than I expected it to, and so I will be gone for about another week, but I'm not sure, could you please take care of him for me?"
"Of course I can! It would be an honor, ma'am."
"Thank you so much, tell Daisuke I miss him, I have to go, bye."
"I will, bye." Yamato put the phone down with a smile.
"What is so great?" Taichi asked, baffled by the grin.
"His mother is going to be gone for an extra week," Yamato said. "I will tell him when he wakes up, not now, though."
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A/N: Look, I know that this was a shitty chapter, sorry about that. It is also short, didn't mean to do that either. Well, please review!