Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ More Than a Baka ❯ Chapter 8: My baka, my blind date, my ex ( Chapter 8 )
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By: InsanoFreakChild 
last chapter!!! fluff inside!! a mystery begins!! MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!! Rvw my story plz!
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.14.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 833 | Visits: 472 | Status: Completed
last chapter!!! fluff inside!! a mystery begins!! MWAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!! Rvw my story plz!
Anime/Manga: Digimon Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Comedy / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 10.14.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 833 | Visits: 472 | Status: Completed
More Than a Baka
Chapter 8: My baka, my blind date, my ex
Disclaimer: I don’t own digimon and never will
WARNING: Lemon in this chappie, you are WARNED!
|Yama’s POV|
My Taichi saved me. I don’t know how much longer I could have gone like this, in my dark hole of depression. Taichi lifted my shirt and threw it off to the side. For a moment he paused, looking into my eyes, the look on his face one of pure joy. A tear ran down his cheek as he gazed upon me. I cradled him close.
“What is it Taichi?” I ask softly, wiping the few tears that had spilled from his eyes away.
“baka... baka.. baka....” he muttered to himself.
“Taichi?” He looked deep in my eyes.
“I-it’s just that I can’t see why someone so perfect would want someone like me. I’m such an idiot, and I’ve made such an ass of myself over the past month or so, when I could’ve been with you. I feel so stupid...” A few more tears escaped his eyes. I held him close and gently licked his tears away.
“Taichi, it’s your nature to be a baka. It’s your personality. And I think it’s adorable. We’re together aren’t we? That’s all that counts. Taichi, you’re not just a baka. You’re MY baka.” I kissed him passionately, prodding his lips with my tongue, which he gave way to, and my tounge danced with his happily. I held him close, enjoying his sweet scent and taste, enjoying being with him. Soon, our clothes were on the floor, and we were screaming each other’s names.
It was then when my brother walked in. I had not heard so many cuss words from my brother in one sentance in my life.
|Tk’s POV|
I walked out into the living room to see what I had feared, yet I could never be prepared for. On our couch was my brother and the long lost Taichi, butt-naked, deep in the act of screwing. My jaw dropped to the floor, and a few choice words spewed from my mouth from my shock. They both blushed profoundly, stared in shock from my language since i was supposed to be “innocent TK,” and sputtered nonsense explainations. Once I calmed down I said,
“Dad’s still home and I wanted to warn you guys-”
“Warn who what?” my dad said coming up from behind.
“Uh...... no one.... nothing?” I say and turn around to face him with a sheepish smile on my face.
“What are you up to?” he says, raising an eyebrow. He then sees Taichi and Yamato on the couch and his face grew red with anger. Before he could yell and scream, a cell phone rang.
|Taichi’s POV|
Mr. Ishida’s face got so red with anger I suspected he looked more like a beet than I did and I’m the one who was caught screwing the man’s son. Suddenly, my cell phone rang, and I gladly dived for it. I picked up to hear Sarah, one of my new friends who set me up for the blind date I’m supposed to be at right now, begin to bitch at me for being late.
“Look, I’m not going! I’ve found a boyfriend on my own, without your help.” I say and Yama’s dad cocks an eyebrow to which I just shrug.
“Daisuke won’t be happy,” she says and my jaw drops.
“D-daisuke? Did you just say Daisuke was my date?”
“Ya, what about it?”
“Nevermind,” I realize there is more than one Daisuke in Japan. “Look, I’ll call you later. I’m in the middle of something,” I say and flip the cell phone off. Everyone is staring at me.
“What?” I ask.
TK slowly backs away saying, “I think I’ll let you guys sort this out, I’ll be in my room.
|TK’s POV|
I walk into my room and close the door. I go to lay on my bed, but Davis is there. On my bed, with an evil glint in his eyes. Oh.... no.....
End part 1
~*~*~*~*
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!! the end! for now at least. I am the master of all cliffhangers!! This is the end of this story, but a sequel is comin up. Sry about the long wait, I’ve got a busy social life. I’m not gonna start the sequel started until I get I am not the Fucking Gay finished up. Sry. Review plz, plz plz plz, and tell me how I did on the first part of this story, k?
Chapter 8: My baka, my blind date, my ex
Disclaimer: I don’t own digimon and never will
WARNING: Lemon in this chappie, you are WARNED!
|Yama’s POV|
My Taichi saved me. I don’t know how much longer I could have gone like this, in my dark hole of depression. Taichi lifted my shirt and threw it off to the side. For a moment he paused, looking into my eyes, the look on his face one of pure joy. A tear ran down his cheek as he gazed upon me. I cradled him close.
“What is it Taichi?” I ask softly, wiping the few tears that had spilled from his eyes away.
“baka... baka.. baka....” he muttered to himself.
“Taichi?” He looked deep in my eyes.
“I-it’s just that I can’t see why someone so perfect would want someone like me. I’m such an idiot, and I’ve made such an ass of myself over the past month or so, when I could’ve been with you. I feel so stupid...” A few more tears escaped his eyes. I held him close and gently licked his tears away.
“Taichi, it’s your nature to be a baka. It’s your personality. And I think it’s adorable. We’re together aren’t we? That’s all that counts. Taichi, you’re not just a baka. You’re MY baka.” I kissed him passionately, prodding his lips with my tongue, which he gave way to, and my tounge danced with his happily. I held him close, enjoying his sweet scent and taste, enjoying being with him. Soon, our clothes were on the floor, and we were screaming each other’s names.
It was then when my brother walked in. I had not heard so many cuss words from my brother in one sentance in my life.
|Tk’s POV|
I walked out into the living room to see what I had feared, yet I could never be prepared for. On our couch was my brother and the long lost Taichi, butt-naked, deep in the act of screwing. My jaw dropped to the floor, and a few choice words spewed from my mouth from my shock. They both blushed profoundly, stared in shock from my language since i was supposed to be “innocent TK,” and sputtered nonsense explainations. Once I calmed down I said,
“Dad’s still home and I wanted to warn you guys-”
“Warn who what?” my dad said coming up from behind.
“Uh...... no one.... nothing?” I say and turn around to face him with a sheepish smile on my face.
“What are you up to?” he says, raising an eyebrow. He then sees Taichi and Yamato on the couch and his face grew red with anger. Before he could yell and scream, a cell phone rang.
|Taichi’s POV|
Mr. Ishida’s face got so red with anger I suspected he looked more like a beet than I did and I’m the one who was caught screwing the man’s son. Suddenly, my cell phone rang, and I gladly dived for it. I picked up to hear Sarah, one of my new friends who set me up for the blind date I’m supposed to be at right now, begin to bitch at me for being late.
“Look, I’m not going! I’ve found a boyfriend on my own, without your help.” I say and Yama’s dad cocks an eyebrow to which I just shrug.
“Daisuke won’t be happy,” she says and my jaw drops.
“D-daisuke? Did you just say Daisuke was my date?”
“Ya, what about it?”
“Nevermind,” I realize there is more than one Daisuke in Japan. “Look, I’ll call you later. I’m in the middle of something,” I say and flip the cell phone off. Everyone is staring at me.
“What?” I ask.
TK slowly backs away saying, “I think I’ll let you guys sort this out, I’ll be in my room.
|TK’s POV|
I walk into my room and close the door. I go to lay on my bed, but Davis is there. On my bed, with an evil glint in his eyes. Oh.... no.....
End part 1
~*~*~*~*
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!! the end! for now at least. I am the master of all cliffhangers!! This is the end of this story, but a sequel is comin up. Sry about the long wait, I’ve got a busy social life. I’m not gonna start the sequel started until I get I am not the Fucking Gay finished up. Sry. Review plz, plz plz plz, and tell me how I did on the first part of this story, k?