Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Romanced ❯ One ( Chapter 1 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Disclaimer: All of you know that I don't own Digimon, Digimon is Akiyoshi Hongo's creation and I don't know who else. This is yaoi (boyxboy), Taito, Kensuke (sort of), Yamaken and Taisuke.

To tell the truth, I started working on this story on spring 2002 when my Digimon attraction was not properly developed and neither was my writing skill. ^^; The story gets better (hopefully) to the end. I constantly revise it and add to it, but I don't think it helps.. much. Back in 2002 I was influenced by a Yamaken/Taisuke site that plainly said that these couples were rare because there wasn't much fanfiction about them on this site. I wanted to write a Yamaken, preferably lemon. This was the result. Enjoy if you will. ^_^ --- the author.

Romanced by Wormmonsoul

part 1 Coming of Christmas
chapter 1

After saving two worlds, the Chosen children resorted to a normal life. That meant they could solve normal kind of problems just like one on their hands.
"Can I pleaaase fight Belialvamdemon single-handed rather than er.. this?" Jyou asked.
"Like hell you would. Draw it."
Taichi held a fist with paper straws before the young boy.
It was a year since the mentioned Digimon's destruction and naturally it was Christmas, and naturally everybody wanted presents, OK?
The problem that they faced simply demanded - who would take up the pain to buy presents for 12 persons. The Chosen children settled down to drawing random names, and were occupied with that at the moment, the Original Chosen meeting at Taichi's and the Younger at Daisuke's.
"It's Mimi," Jyou clutched his hair in panic, "I thought we choose among the present Chosen. She's not present in Japan, that makes her fall out. AND! America's not next door to my apartment. Taichi!"
Koshiro shrugged. "I can send her an e-mail for a present."
"Thanks, Koshiro!" Jyou quickly got rid of Mimi and pulled another straw. "Oh, no, it's Hikari!!!"
Sora was stuck with a present to Takeru, Taichi to Daisuke and Yamato to Ken.
"What the hell do I give Ken for Christmas?" Yamato wondered sourly. "A Spanish dictionary? I spoke to him once in my life!"
"Dunno, better ask Daisuke," Taichi told him. "I think Hikari's swimsuit photo will do as a present to Daisuke."
"You're evil," Sora commented. "By the way, Yamato, what does Takeru like?"
"Er.. I'll call him tomorrow..."

In the meanwhile..
Daisuke tried to calculate what straw to take. He thoughtfully scratched his lower lip and flickered his eyes from left to right.
"Daisuke!" Hikari said with a strain. "There is only one left!"
"OK, it's Taichi," announced the boy, though everyone knew it already. "Here's a brilliant idea! We draw straws secretly, right? So, we exchange presents, right? It may happen that we'd have two people stuck in a pair, clear? So, let's dare them!! Roger?"
"Roger," Takeru nodded mockingly. "But it can be you as well," he pointed out.
"No way! Everybody's in? Good, now, let's go for Christmas!" Daisuke shouted.

Later that day...
Yamato called Takeru to ask what he wanted for Christmas.
A fishing rod (it's winter!), a basket ball (what, the seventh?), new trainers and a teddy-bear (WHAAAAAa?).
"OK, I'll tell her, but I think it'll be more like a Christmas pudding."
"Is it she?!" cried Takeru, "Pleeeaase, big brother, who's she? Tell me!!"
Remembering Daisuke's loony idea of hooking and daring couples Takeru got worried. He drew Miyako, and should Miyako draw him, Daisuke would have his petty pervert revenge on both of them this Christmas.
Yamato nearly became deaf with the receiver at his ear.
"Why should I!"
"Come on, I'll buy new strings for the guitar, anything - just tell me if it's not Miyako."
"It's not Miyako." Yamato's heart went soft and floppy when hearing about new guitar strings.
"Oh GOOD!"

Since that day, a careful planning of presents and pursuit of interests began.
Taichi despite the obligation to make a present to Daisuke cherished a special present for Yamato.
He had been mulling and musing about it for a month and every time his eyes fell on the calendar, he shivered with anticipation. When they drew names at his house and he read the name on his straw, he sighed a huge relief. His utmost fear and deepest desire was to draw Yamato's name. Thank heavens, it was little Daisuke. Otherwise, it would have seemed weird to his friends if on Christmas Eve, during the grand ceremony of receiving presents, he would have to french kiss his best friend, his Yamato.
Also, his secret crush. Weird but true.
Kissing Yamato... Taichi's vision swam just thinking about the possibility and the sensation. He longed for this kiss, dreaded it and prayed to claim it. At times like this he was grateful that his Crest was of Courage, which he was determined to prove.
Yes, Christmas... Draw nigh...

tsuzuku...