Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Lessons ❯ One-Shot

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Lessons

By: Lord Archive

Daisuke shifts uncomfortably. "This is a sexual Yaoi NC-17 fanfict. That means ABSOLUTELY NO KIDS ARE ALLOWED TO READ THIS. If you're under eighteen and you read this, I'll feed you to a hungry digimon. That's a promise, not a threat."

Daisuke pulls at his collar. "Though I wish my age would leave me out of this one." He cleared his throat. "This is Daiyou, meaning Daisuke and Jyou. Blames or praises on this should go to Shimmercat for winning Archive's hentai contest with 'One Way to Forget' and requesting this fict as the prize.

"YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!" Daisuke shouts. "Flamers, lamers, and the execs who ditched me for Tamers are also suitable for digimon kibble."

Thunder booms. "I like Tamers."

"Sorry, Archive...." Daisuke laughs nervously. "Anyway, Digimon belongs to Toei animation, Fox Kids, yadda yadda, and are used without consent."

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"Yo, Jyou, why don't you hang out with the guys tonight?" a scruffy looking kid that was one of Jyou's classmates asked.

"Sorry, I can't make it," Jyou replied.

"Going to study for the college exams on a Saturday night?" He shook his head. "Dude, those are a couple years away."

Jyou packed up his books. "Actually, today I have a meeting with a god from another dimension. Don't know about what yet."

The guy blinked. "Man, when you say it like that, I'd almost believe you weren't joking."

"Wish I was," Jyou muttered under his breath. When a god announces he wants to speak to you, it's a safe bet it's not about weather and how things have been.

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The Odaiba Chosen gathered in the Digital World after receiving word from Gennai that Quinglongmon wanted to address all of them. They talked peaceably with each other until the appointed time arrived with a crash of near deafening thunder.

Qinglongmon now hovered before them, his long body stretching toward the horizon. "I have spent the time since Belial Vamdemon's destruction looking at the potential futures our worlds could have," Qinglongmon began. "I have seen some things that trouble me greatly.

"While mating is not an unknown concept to digimon. Some digimon still engage in the practice of procreating with other digimon. The offspring of two digimon often inherits the power of the parents.

"So, this is the case with humans as well. Any child you Chosen Children have in the future may have the ability to become Chosen themselves. If both parents are Chosen, the resulting offspring WILL be a Chosen.

"The more powerful the parent, the more powerful the offspring will likely become. A child born of powerful parents can become the greatest light. A kami who's blinding light he shines would call forth a great darkness that will attempt to defeat that light. A darkness more evil than Apocalymon or Vamdemon. However, for one to be born mortal, power corrupts and absolute power corrupts absolutely. The child may become a god of darkness who may have to be killed by his own parents or sibling."

The Chosen were shocked by his words.

Quinglongmon continued. "Yagami Taichi, you still have the power I granted you to allow Agumon to fight Black War Greymon. Soon, that power will never be able to leave you, but you have a choice. There is a threat on the horizon that will require a digimon of War Greymon's strength to handle. You can keep that power to deal with that threat, or you can pass that power to someone else. However, if you keep that power, you can NOT have a child with ANY other Chosen. The choice is yours."

The sky boomed with lightning.

Taichi glanced at Sora, who was standing next to Yamato. He chuckled coldly. "I think that decision has already been made. I'll keep the power."

Sora and Yamato bowed their heads.

Qinglongmon seemed to smile. "I trust that you will not abuse it." He then sighed. "For Yagami Hikari, Takaishi Takeru, and Motomiya Daisuke... there is no choice. The powers of light must not be combined with either hope or miracles. The potential power inherent in Hikari is too great to combine with your traits or any others. You three should not mate with a Chosen for the risk is still present.

"It is not necessary for any of you other Chosen Children to worry about combining your traits with another Chosen. While I would advise against it, all you would be doing is ensuring your children's place as a future Chosen."

"How can you say that?" Takeru began to shake. "Are you saying we have to throw away our feelings just because there's a chance our child would become a kami?!"

"There is no chance with you," Qinglongmon boomed. "A kami will result."

"You're just afraid that a kid of mine will replace you," Takeru retorted.

"A threat to me is a threat to the Digital World. If your child were to fight and defeat me, the Digital World may be destroyed as a result of my death," Quinglongmon warned.

"But what about our feelings?! We can't just give up on love just because you asked us to! It doesn't work that way!" Takeru yelled.

"That's enough."

Takeru looked over. "Hikari?"

Hikari stood stiffly, eyes closed. "We don't have a choice. I will not knowingly endanger either our world or the Digital World for any reason, even for love."

"But... Hikari... what about last weekend... when you said you'd love me forever?" Tears fought to be free of Takeru's eyes.

"I always will love you, Takeru. We should've never gone beyond friendship, and I'd like to go back to being friends with you," Hikari said coldly.

"But...." Takeru choked. Hikari's eyes snapped open into a scowl. "Has your warning come too late?"

"It has not," Quinglongmon replied.

"Did you see to that being the case?" Hikari asked bitterly.

"I did not. And I would not without your consent, or else I'd create the very threat I wish to prevent," Qinglongmon answered.

"I see. Is there anything else?" Hikari asked. "There is not," Qinglongmon answered before vanishing.

Hikari turned around stiffly. "I'm going home."

Taichi went to walk with her as all the other Chosen remained behind.

Takeru would not look at Hikari.

Daisuke stared in shock as he watched her leave. He could not believe what he heard. Qinglongmon telling him that he couldn't be with Hikari or even Miyako for that matter because he had too much power. And then hearing Hikari question the digimon god if she was pregnant. He just couldn't understand it. Daisuke watched as Takeru struggled against breaking down crying while his lover walked away. He didn't think Hikari could ever be so cold as to do what she just did. How could she just give up on love?

Daisuke swallowed hard as he noticed Hikari's shoulder twitch. Then she started to shake and a moment later was latched onto Taichi. Though they were about a half-kilometer away, Hikari's sobs echoed loudly. It broke his heart to hear her cry as if someone had robbed her of her soul. It didn't matter to him that she was crying because she could never be with Takeru again, and not him. He would love Hikari anyway, and she was hurting and he could not go to her and help.

Takeru curled up into a ball, still fighting his own tears and trying not to hear Hikari cry. Yamato reached out a comforting hand, but Takeru slapped it away and ran blindly away from Hikari.

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"Are you okay?"

"Huh?" Daisuke replied.

"I understand if you want to skip the tutoring session," Jyou said.

"Oh, no. Just thinking about everything from when Qinglongmon addressed us." Daisuke sighed.

Jyou nodded. "That was all quiet troubling."

"To put it mildly." Daisuke groaned. "I never doubted that Hikari and I would end up together. Even when Vamdemon showed us the desires we believed we'd never get, I wasn't affected because I truly believed Hikari would be mine." He looked away. "Now not only do I find out I can't be with her because she might conceive an honest to god, god-- that Takeru has already slept with her." Daisuke rested his head on the table. "It's not fair."

"I can certainly sympathize." Jyou sighed longingly.

"Who did you lose out on?" Daisuke asked.

Jyou answered before thinking. "Yamato."

Daisuke blinked. "Yamato?! But he's a guy."

Jyou grimaced realizing his mistake. He was half tempted to pound his head into the table. "Yes, I know. But it doesn't change that I wanted Sora to go back to Taichi so I could have another chance at Yamato."

"No, no. I mean he's a guy and you're a guy." Daisuke paused. "You are a guy, right."

"Of course I'm a guy," Jyou said in an annoyed tone. "Don't you know about homosexuality?"

Daisuke shook his head. "Just the friend of a friend stuff and television. I never really thought about it. I liked girls that's all there is to it."

Jyou rubbed his forehead. "I like girls too, but there's a bond I can have with a guy I don't see how I can have with a woman. I'll bet my parents will eventually arrange a wife for me, and I'll sleep with her to get her pregnant. But it doesn't change that I'd rather be with a guy." His faced hardened. "Don't you ever tell this to my parents."

"I won't." Daisuke held up his hands defensively. "But how does a guy do stuff with a guy? I've seen enough porn to figure it out for girls, but I have no clue about guys."

Jyou frowned. He would rather not explain this to someone. Particularly since he wanted this kept a secret. But he also felt he had to answer any question asked of him honestly. "Well, not that I've done this with anyone yet, but one guy lubricates his penis and inserts it into the anus of the other guy."

Daisuke blinked and flipped through the biology book that Jyou was helping tutor him in. "Oh, the guy's ass." He made a face. "Ew. Wouldn't that hurt?"

"Not if done correctly," Jyou replied flatly.

"Well, I certainly won't forget that word for the vocab test. Too bad it's the wrong chapter." Daisuke tossed the book away. "Does Yamato know about your feelings?"

Jyou sighed and shook his head. "I tried approaching him a few times, but I kept chickening out."

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Daisuke sighed as he walked into his classroom. Hikari was chatting seemingly happily with a bunch of her old friends while Takeru had air of funk around him that no one stood closer than two feet from him. "Hey, how's it going?" Daisuke asked.

"Fine. Leave me alone," Takeru said curtly.

"Come on Takeru, you've got to put it behind you," Daisuke tried to encourage.

"You wouldn't be saying that if you had shared that weekend with Hikari," Takeru retorted bitterly.

"At least you had that weekend," Daisuke replied.

"I wish I hadn't. Ignorance is bliss. And you're proving it. So go the fuck away," Takeru growled.

Daisuke backed up. "Okay. Okay. Don't bite my head off."

Hikari looked at Daisuke with fathomless eyes showing a glimpse of the despair she was feeling. "Please leave him be, Daisuke.... He needs time to come to terms with our breakup."

Daisuke almost cried. "Sorry."

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"How'd your classes go?" Jyou asked opening his books to begin tutoring.

"Fine." Daisuke sighed. "Except for Hikari and Takeru. Hikari is bottling everything up. The only way you can know she's hurting is how vacant her smile is and how close she is to crying all the time. And Takeru looks about ready to kill himself."

Jyou nodded slowly. "The only love more painful than unrequited love is a forbidden love shared by both. But I'm sure they'll be okay in time. They are two of the strongest Chosen after all."

"Yeah. Well, right now they wish they were the weakest." Daisuke leaned back in his seat. "What really sucks about this whole thing for me is that not only I can't help Hikari in fear of where it might lead, I can't even go after the only other girl I've been interested in."

"You can always go after a guy. You could hardly get him pregnant," Jyou joked.

Daisuke laughed bitterly. "The only guy I might be willing to try that crap with is Ken, and he's got a date with Miyako this weekend."

Jyou shrugged. "Such things happens. Now we really need to get your lesson started. I can't put this on my college resume if you fail."

"Fine," Daisuke groaned.

"What do you know about genetic inheritance?" Jyou questioned.

"Um, you get genes from your parents?" Daisuke ventured nervously.

Jyou nodded. "Correct. Now what's the difference between dominant and recessive traits?"

"The dominant dominates and the recessive recessives." Daisuke grinned sheepishly.

Jyou shook his head. "What makes one dominant and another recessive?"

"The dominant one is stronger?" Daisuke meant it as a statement, but it sounded like a question.

Jyou sighed. "Technically. Let's put it in a way you might remember easier. Assuming that having the power to be a Chosen is a genetic trait and not some other factor, would that trait be dominant or recessive? Note that Qinglongmon said that if we were to marry a non-Chosen we might father a Chosen, however if we marry a Chosen we will father a Chosen."

"Um, Chosen are strong, so dominant," Daisuke said firmly.

"No. It would be recessive since the trait for being a Chosen apparently doesn't automatically dominate over a non-Chosen trait. That is supported by Qinglongmon's statement that a child of two Chosen would be a Chosen as well. If the non-Chosen gene was the recessive, then there would've been a possibility that two Chosen not having child that was Chosen," Jyou began.

"Let's say two Chosen have a child together, and both have two required Chosen or C genes to be a Chosen. Thus no matter which gene the child gets, he'll be a Chosen. Also, if two pure non-Chosen which have two non-Chosen or NC genes have a child, he would likewise have two NC genes and would not be a Chosen.

"Now if a non-Chosen has no trait for being Chosen, while a Chosen has two genes for that trait. The resulting child of the two would get the non-Chosen or NC gene from the non-Chosen parent and a Chosen or C gene from the Chosen parent. The resulting child would have a NC gene and a C gene. So the child would not be Chosen.

"For a non-Chosen parent that had a C gene and a NC gene, then there is the possibility a Chosen resulting. A child could inherit NC and C, and be non-Chosen or a C from both parents and be a Chosen.

"Did you get all of that?" Jyou asked.

Daisuke nodded slowly. "Okay. So NC is dominant since if I had that gene, then I wouldn't have been Chosen. However since I have two recessive C genes, I'm a Chosen."

Jyou smiled. "Good. You do understand."

"But how does that relate to our power levels?" Daisuke questioned.

"Ah, well that would suggest that the Chosen gene is similar to the genes for height. While this is a rather simplified example, it gets the point across," Jyou explained. "The gene for being tall is a dominant trait, but both genes have an effect on your height. Let's say you have a gene for being a hundred and eighty centimeters and another for one hundred and fifty. So, your resulting maximum height would be at least a hundred and sixty-five centimeters.

"Now if that was a power level score, then that one hundred and sixty-five represents your potential. Now lets say to be considered Chosen you'd need, oh, hundred points of power to evolve a digimon to Perfection level and truly be considered Chosen. Now if you had a child with a non-Chosen with both genes rating zero points, then you'd have a child with a potential of either seventy-five or ninety depending on which gene he received from you.

"But with Hikari who has, um, let's go with two-hundred and one-forty for her genes. Her potential would then be one hundred and seventy. A child inheriting both of your stronger genes would end up with a potential of a hundred and ninety, making him far stronger than you could hope to be.

"Get that?" Jyou asked.

Daisuke nodded. "Aren't we playing Russian Roulette when we have a kid with a non-Chosen? What if we meet one that's just below Chosen level, but has one really strong gene for being Chosen and that combines with mine?"

"That's a risk we'll have to take if we want to have children of our own." Jyou then shrugged. "Of course that's all just speculation. The powers of a Chosen may not amount to anything genetically but relies on something else. Or it could be a series of genes as well. We don't know anything about it beyond what we've been told."

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"Hi, Taichi." Jyou waved.

"Hi," Taichi replied with a distant voice.

"How are you feeling?" Jyou asked.

"Like crap," Taichi answered simply.

Jyou raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong?"

Taichi looked away. "Oh, about a couple used condoms that I noticed in Yamato's trash can."

Jyou grimaced. "Sorry."

"Why should you be? I still had a shot and I gave it up. I hope Sora and Yamato are happy together." Taichi made a fist. "If he treats her wrong, I'll rearrange his face."

Jyou shook his head.

"Say, why don't we get a bunch of us single guys together and do something? I know this great place in Shinjuku," Taichi said.

"Why there?" Jyou asked.

"Because Yamato's band got into a fight and he's not allowed to go back there," Taichi said with a slight smirk. "Besides, they'll sell anyone their good alcohol."

Jyou never liked these outings, but he had a feeling Taichi was going to party with or without someone to watch his back. "Sure, I'll just call Koushiro, Takeru and Daisuke and we'll meet at a subway station."

"Why not Ken or Iori?" Taichi asked.

"Iori is too young to do this and Ken's got a date with Miyako," Jyou replied as he began to dial on his cell phone.

Taichi glared.

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Jyou was still nursing his first drink, hoping the others hadn't noticed.

"Ya, know, I've been thinkin'," Koushiro slurred. "There hada be a reason why Qinglongmon chose that time to tell us."

"Of course, he is a god after all," Jyou replied.

"What?!" Takeru yelled. "He was waiting until after I popped Hikari's cherry to tell me that's all I get? One lousy fucking night. Why dah hell would he be that much of a mother fucking prick."

"Are you saying Hikari wasn't good?" Taichi asked angrily.

"Hell no. She was fantastic. Got me to blow my wad twice inta her." Takeru took a long swig on his fourth drink. "Too bad she's not fuckin' pregnant. Then our kid could kick Qing's ass and take over."

"Oh, okay." Taichi leaned back and while working on his fifth drink. "Better shuddap about bein' with my sister, or I'll have ta beat you up."

Jyou sighed and took a long drink. "I think the reason may be a warning. That those of you who shouldn't have sex with a Chosen to have seen what it was like when you have to break up your relationship."

"Sooo..." Taichi drew out. "One of us might end up close to a Chosen girl and fall in love with her, but have to break it apart since she's Chosen."

Jyou nodded. "Quite possibly. Or there may come a situation where you might have an affair with Sora, but is less likely now because of the pain you're seeing Hikari go through. Which may be why Qinglongmon was happy with your decision since Yamato might've sided against you in battle if you do sleep with Sora."

"Maybe he gave da warnin' 'cause if Hikari didn't do Takeru then, her curiosity might a gotten da better a her later and fucked Takeru when she might a end up pregnant," Koushiro added.

"Why aren't you sayin' somethin'?" Taichi asked.

Daisuke pried his eyes off a passing girl's ass and shrugged. "Nothin' to say." He then looked back. "Nice ass."

"He's just horny." Koushiro took another drink.

Taichi groaned. "I think the worst part of all this is thinking back to his question... I still had a chance. Qinglongmon KNEW I could have gotten her back if I gave up my power. Maybe in an affair like Jyou said, but I'd have gotten her back." He started to bang his head in the table. "Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid."

Jyou stopped him. "Don't hurt yourself."

"Why not?" Taichi retorted. "I had her. She was MINE. All I ever had to do was show her how important she was to me. But by the time I realized I wanted her, she gave up on waiting and went to Yamato." He began to cry.

"Qinglongmon might've been happy with your decision since it'd help you get over losing Sora sooner," Jyou said helpfully.

Taichi ignored him. "It's all my damn fault for losing her. If I had just done something instead of treating her like one of the guys, she'd be with me still. I would've taken her virginity and not Yamato."

Takeru blinked. "What you talking about? When Yamato fucked her, she had no fucking hymen. If you didn't take it, who did?"

Taichi stared cluelessly and then seemed to realize something. "Oh right. Second grade."

"WHAT?!" those at the table chorus.

"What?" Taichi looked confused. "She had some accident in gym. I don't know what she did, it was something with gymnastics, but I remember her walking funny and her shorts had blood on the crotch."

Koushiro nodded. "Yah. She was real tomboy back then. After her Pop left on research projects."

Jyou sighed in relief.

"Got a question for ya Takeru. Why don't ya get a va-va, get you're balls snipped?" Koushiro asked. "Then ya could be wit Hikari."

Takeru shook his head. "I'd be able to fuck her, but Hikari wants a fuckin' family. And if she's gonna marry someone, it's goin' to be someone that can knock her up."

Taichi smacked Takeru. "Stop talkin' about my sister like that. But, he's right. Hikari wants brats and will want them from da man she marries. She wouldn't want kids from a sperm bank or adopt, she'd want her husband's. Takeru can't be that."

Jyou regretfully noticed his first drink was now empty.

Taichi called out to the waiter, "We need a STRONG drink for my friend here."

Jyou sagged. "I think we've all had enough."

"We had too much, you had one drink," Taichi retorted. "You down that drink. We get taxi and go home."

Jyou looked at him firmly. "Okay."

Taichi snickered as the waiter returned with the drink. Jyou tilted his head back and chugged it down. "Satisfied?"

Taichi nodded. "Um, where can I crash? Mom would kill me."

Takeru shrugged. "My place. Mom knows about that shitty event and isn't likely to comment."

"Good. Can crash too?" Koushiro wondered.

Takeru shrugged. "Why the fuck not?"

"I'll be fine," Daisuke added as he drooled at the waitress who was currently bending over.

"I should be okay as well," Jyou added.

"Right." Taichi stood up to walk to the phone and fell down. He then shot up and ran to the bathroom.

"I don't think he fuckin' made it," Takeru chuckled.

"I'll call for you." Jyou pulled out his cell phone.

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Daisuke waved off the taxi while Jyou came out of the bar after settling the tab.

Jyou blinked. "We were supposed to go in the taxi too."

"Ya, know. I have other plans," Daisuke commented.

"Oh? What's that?" Jyou wondered.

Daisuke gripped Jyou's hands and said, "I need to be with someone right now."

Jyou seized up, his brain somewhat addled by the alcohol he had drank. "What do you suggest?"

Daisuke thumbed over his shoulder. "There's a love motel over there. Why don't WE use it?"

"Are you sure? I mean you're straight and all...." Jyou swallowed.

"I'm not sure. I just never thought about that stuff until you told me about it. And since I can't be with Hikari, Miyako or Ken...." Daisuke trailed off.

"So, I'm your fourth choice?" Jyou sounded hurt.

Daisuke pouted. "It sounds bad that way. I'd say first choice of those available. After all, I could be trying to get the waitress for the night."

"Well, that sounds a little better," Jyou commented nervously.

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Jyou knew he shouldn't be doing this. He knew Daisuke was just drunk out of his mind and probably wouldn't even consider this otherwise. But he had to follow that cute little ass.

Considering the hour, they paid for a full night-- not expecting to be awake afterwards.

Daisuke pointed at Jyou as if he was a target. "Tonight, you're mine."

Jyou's hands twitched nervously. "Um... what now?"

Daisuke advanced forward as well as any drunk teen could. He grabbed Jyou by his shirt and pulled him in for a kiss.

Jyou didn't seize up, he just melted into a kiss that had all the skill of a Saint Bernard. Rather than have Daisuke lick his face, Jyou caught the young boy's tongue with lips and sucked on it lightly.

Jyou absent-mindedly heard the sound of a pants zipper. But the following feeling of fresh air against his ass, he couldn't ignore. He pulled away. "Daisuke?"

"I'm already ready." Daisuke pulled down his shorts and boxers, kicking them off to the side. "Where's the lubric stuff?"

Jyou quickly stepped out of his pants and underwear and went to a night-stand praying they had some. The first drawer had a bible and a few other religious texts. The rest of them were empty.

"Cheap bastards," Daisuke growled. He plucked a hundred yen coin in the lubricated condom dispenser.

Jyou had thought Daisuke was referring to the lack of lubricant in the night-stand. He went into the bathroom to see if there was any in there. He smiled noticing a partial tube in the trash. He bent over to grab it.

Long, hard and fast. That was Jyou's first thoughts of Daisuke's cock being rammed into his virgin anus. That and now he had some clue what a prison inmate feels after dropping the soap.

Daisuke's hips slammed against Jyou's ass repeatedly. The friction on his member was a lot different than his hand. It was weird feeling tight skin around the middle of his dick, but something soft and spongy against the tip of his penis.

Jyou uncapped the lubricant and put some of it in his hand. He then spread it over his own member. He pulled on his man-staff each time Daisuke thrusted into him.

From the groans, Jyou knew Daisuke would cum first. but that didn't matter at the moment. The feeling of being filled edged him on like never before. His hand blurred as it slid up and down his cock.

Daisuke let out a final loud grunt as his restraint snapped. His cock twitched violently as he spurted cum into the condom.

Jyou's nails dragged across the ground as his release was so close. Then Daisuke collapsed into a deep sleep. Surprised as Motomiya fell on him, Jyou shot his wad all over the floor.

Jyou pushed Daisuke carefully off himself and then sighed. This could have gone so much better. He wetted a wash cloth to clean up a bit. He then picked up Daisuke and carried him to the bed.

Jyou curled up next to his lover. "Next time I'm on top." He brushed aside a couple strands of hair from Daisuke face and then fell asleep.

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A scream of absolute horror.

That's what Jyou was expecting after waking up mere moments before Daisuke did.

What happened instead was Daisuke falling out of the bed, zigzagging into a wall, and then making the final reach for the toilet to wretch.

"Are you all right?" Jyou asked nervously.

"Oh, yeah. Just peachy. Got anything for a hang-over?" Daisuke asked.

Jyou frowned. "This will probably cost us." He walked over to the complimentary fridge and pulled out a beer. "A little alcohol will deaden the effects."

"And a lot just puts you right back where ya started." Daisuke sighed and took the beer.

Jyou fidgeted. "Daisuke... about last night."

Daisuke grimaced after taking a swig. "What about it?"

"What do you remember of it?" Jyou swallowed.

"Bung holing you. Don't you remember?" Daisuke didn't seem upset.

"Yes... Just making sure you did too...." Jyou sat down on the bed. "Regret it?"

"I... don't know." Daisuke glanced over. "Do you?"

"Only if you do," Jyou returned.

Daisuke massaged his head. "Jyou... I can't give you that answer now. We're both guys and I was drunk. I've never been with anyone like that before. I just don't know."

Jyou nodded. "I understand." He stood up and hugged Daisuke from behind. "Last night might have been a mistake. Something we should forget happened."

"But?" Daisuke prompted, unsure if he should break free of the hug-- especially since they were both naked from the waste down.

"I lost out once because I didn't take a chance, I don't want that to happen again." Jyou sighed. "Daisuke... I like you. I would've preferred to have been in love with you before having sex, but... I want to take the chance that we can share love."

Neither of them spoke for a few minutes.

"Jyou..." Daisuke swallowed hard. "I... ah, well, fuckme."

Jyou blinked. "What?"

"Jyou, I want you to fuck me." Daisuke closed his eyes. "It's the only way I can be sure. If I can enjoy this... then yeah... we can be a couple."

"Are you sure?" Jyou questioned in disbelief.

"No. But it's the only thing I can think of." Daisuke slouched.

"Maybe we should do this later?" Jyou suggested.

Daisuke shook his head. "It's now or never."

Jyou closed his eyes and sighed. "All right." Jyou let go of Daisuke and went into the bathroom for the lubricant. When he returned, he started things off with a kiss.

Daisuke found himself in a deep kiss with a guy. He didn't know what he should do about it. It felt weird, not bad, just weird. Then he heard something squirt followed by a jell covered hand wrap around his dick.

Jyou hated to admit it, but he was loving this. He didn't know if this was the right thing to do, but it was what he wanted. He used the lubricant and smeared it all over both of their cocks. Spreading it over completely and batting his erection against Daisuke's.

Daisuke noted Jyou certainly knew what he was doing. He could not remember feeling this hard. Almost against his will, he groaned into Jyou's mouth.

Jyou took that as his signal to finish this. He broke off the kiss and had Daisuke turn around and kneel on the floor. Kido then carefully guided his lubricated wand to Daisuke's ass and pushed in.

Daisuke thought there would be more pain to this, but it kind of felt like taking a shit backwards. However when Jyou grabbed his dick, the world exploded. Somehow the sensations were magnified. He couldn't believe the difference Jyou's hand had in comparison to his own. It wasn't long until Jyou's work had done its toll. Daisuke's cum spurted out and the young boy continued on as Kido kept on going.

Jyou tried to smiled, but he was straining to much as his own cock constricted tightly, trying to hold off orgasm to the last possible second. With a bestial scream of lust fulfilled, Kido fired his load into Daisuke's anus.


Jyou panted and held Daisuke gingerly in his arms.

"So... do you regret it?"

Daisuke closed his eyes. "For now... no." He sighed. "I'm still confused... but... I do like you, Jyou. I don't know if it's just as a friend though." He looked over his shoulder. "But I guess we can give this a shot. Its not like I have any other options at the moment."

Jyou looked hurt. "Could you at least consider me something besides your 'consolation prize.'"

Daisuke laughed sheepishly. "Sorry."

Jyou smirked. "But I'd like to think we're the winners."

Daisuke gave a short laugh. "After Sora and Yamato, yeah."

Jyou pouted.

"Now who's the 'consolation prize?'" Daisuke remarked.

"Sorry...." Jyou said before both of them started laughing.

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I don't know what to do. I've been afraid to start a relationship like this, but one has fallen in my lap. Daisuke is a great guy and all, but I have to worry. I wouldn't be me if I didn't worry.

Both of us are entering this relationship as a rebound. Me for failing to tell Yamato how I feel and Daisuke for losing out on being with Hikari or Miyako. In all honesty, even though I like guys better-- I have about as much clue what to do with Daisuke as if I was with a girl who liked me.

I don't want to hurt Daisuke by making mistakes, but I don't see how I can't prevent making at least a few.

Well, first loves rarely work because of all the mistakes you make, but I want to prove to be the rare exception. I want this to work out, and I try to make sure it works out.

Otherwise, I'll end up crying to my teddy bear again.

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Author's Notes:

Does the relationship crash and burn or are Jyou and Daisuke still lovers in 2027 when they both have sons? It's your choice on how you wish to view where this couple goes from here.

In regards to Jyou's genetics explanation, remember this is for middle school biology. I know there's more to genetic inheritance, and so does Jyou, however Daisuke doesn't need to know anything more than this simplified version for his class.

Thanks to Wishbringer, 600665 and Ajere for pre-reading this.