Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Never Like This ❯ Victory At Last ( Chapter 6 )

I know it's short… I just lost my flow for it. I got depressed and busy and just bleh in general, but here's the final part anyway. R&R please. Typical disclaimer goes here. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/cadelaaa for author alerts and http://livejournal.com/~daisukekun for Daisuke's weird journal. Yep. That's… about it.

Two quick responses to reviews - The reason Daisuke ran away instead of just going to Takeru's or Yamato's is because, if he disappeared, the first place his parents would look would be his boyfriends. And if he wasn't there, they'd check all of his friends. So he had to leave for somewhere they wouldn't know to look for him - s'why he went off to Tokyo.

Aaaaand to the person who made the comment about kissing people who vomited - I didn't even think of that. =D Although he hadn't just vomited - it was about two hours or so. So maybe the taste would have worn off. But I won't make excuses, I seriously just didn't think about that.

The next week slid by in a weird way. I went home. Surprisingly, my parents weren't even mad. My dad didn't say anything, not like I really expected him to. Mom cried for probably seven hours straight. It was insane. Anyway, I finally went into my room and flopped down on my bed. My room. My bed. My walls, my floor, my CD's, my bass… everything was mine.

I used my shower. My shower. And my toilet. And I opened my windows, even if it was snowing outside. My God, I was home and it felt good.

Like I said, it was the best and the worst choice I ever made.

I went down and sat in my car. I just sat there. I grinned like a moron and poked at the seats, and then turned on the stereo and just snickered to myself. So I'm dumb, but I wanted to take full advantage of being home.

My mom made a big deal about me telling her whenever I went somewhere from now on… and I reminded her that she's not always around when I leave… and she says, "Leave a note, then." Fine. I'll put up with it for a while… but hell, I'm eighteen now. I have freedom. Freedom.

I put on my blades and skated down to the bank. I took the long way because I wanted to see the town again. Yeah, it was cold, but I didn't really care. Anyway, I finally got some cash out of my account. I got twenty bucks out and when I looked at it I realized I hadn't felt like twenty bucks was worth so much since I was probably seven or eight years old.

I skated on down to CD Reshop and hung out there for a while. I didn't start working again until the weekend, but I missed people. So I hung around and everyone picked on me, and I made fun of the new kid working there… it was all good. Very good.

That evening I was going out with every single freakin' one of the Digidestined, 'cept Mimi of course. Whora was even coming along.

It was my belated birthday party.

So I went home and changed and left to go pick up Takeru.

I met Potato outside of Takeru's door.

Have you been waiting for this? Have you wanted it? Have you imagined how it will happen, over and over and over again in your mind?

Not as much as I have.

"What the hell are you doing here?" I snarled at him.

He glared down at me. "I should ask you the same thing. Punk. This is all your fault, you know."

"My fault? He's my boyfriend. You're the one who moved in on him while I was gone."

"And you're the one that left," he smirked.

He had a point. But that's okay, because it wasn't about who had a good point or not. It was about me dating Takeru and he wasn't, so there.

I grabbed this little sissy scarf he had wrapped around his neck, jerked him down a bit to my height and slammed my fist into his face. Bwah ha ha ha ha! Oh God, it felt soooo good.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" he yelled and scrambled back. That's definitely going to leave a mark.

I didn't move. I didn't say a word. I just glared. He kind of hopped back and forth from one foot to the next, like he was going to argue or fight back or I don't even know what… and then he turned around and left.

Goodbye, Potato. Too bad you ran away - I would have taken extreme pleasure in beating your ass into the ground.

So Takeru and I went out. And everybody was real nice, even Whora. Miyako hit me on the arm, though, just like Hikari and Taichi did… what's up with that? And why the arm? And why all in the same place? Ow.

And then Takeru came back to my apartment (mine mine mine) and, surprise surprise, I discovered something else I missed while I was gone.

Sex.

He fell asleep all snuggled up in my arms in that cute way he always does. God, he's so damn cute I swear it almost makes me sick. I mean, really. Sometimes I have to swallow a mouthful of vomit. Okay, no, not really, but he is pretty damn cute.

And I'm glad I have him again. And sex, too. I like sex. Funny how I didn't really miss it. It only further proves the fact that I wasn't thinking after I left. I thought about nothing but how I was going to eat that night. What a mistake it was to leave behind all of this great stuff I had… but mainly, all of these great people. Man.

I wish I had a big moral for this, outside of "Don't run away!" But, you know… in a way I guess I'm glad I left. I needed to go, I had to get away. I just wish I'd thought about. Okay, so the moral of the story is "Don't run away, unless you plan everything out and have a lot of money and can get a place to rent and a job and pay all your bills and not starve."

One hell of a moral.

Oh, and also, "When you come back and your boyfriend is being groped by a Potato, just punch him. Don't worry about it. Just punch him."

And "When you meet up with all of your friends again, wear pads on your arms."

And maybe "When you get back and you have sex, make sure you're not too loud because your parents might hear. And don't bite your boyfriend on the shoulder to stop from screaming, even if he does like it, because then he'll moan real loud and that defeats the whole purpose."

Lucky for me my parents went to bed early that night, and also lucky that their bedroom is on the other side of the apartment.

The end. I know, my ending skills are just suck. But, whatever… pleeease review or Daisuke may get sad and run away again. 9_9