Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Romanced ❯ Twelve ( Chapter 12 )

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

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. I don't want to. There are too many wannabes. I fear of competition.This is yaoi (boyxboy), Taito, Kensuke (sort of), Yamaken and Taisuke.

Romanced by Wormmonsoul

part 2 Christmas
chapter 12

"How come you never listened to the song!!!" a piteous irritating wail came from Miyako. It was meant to reproach him.
*It's the fifth's time,* Ken thought.
"Well, if a guy ever wrote a song for me, I would ... I would..."
*Yeah. A guy. That's it,* Ken put his hand to the forehead. It was burning. Must be the general excitement getting to him. And he knew the reason everybody (alright, not everybody - Takeru and Hikari were simply not aware, and Mimi was hundred miles from here) was excited: something was suspiciously wrong with Yamato and Taichi.
But if Yamato and Taichi had something, why did everyone mock Ken? Was was wrong with him? Overreaction? Fever? Stress?
Everybody was having fun with the idea that Yamato was going to dedicate a song to Ken.
*Sadists...*
Ken turned away from Miyako and saw Sora staring into space...
Miyako hit him lovingly on the back.
"C'mon! Do you really have to be so damn nervous! .. Or did you hear the song after all?" she suggested. "Tell me the details!!!"
"Funny," retorted Ken furiously.
"Easy, man," Iori said.
"It's not easy! I'm fed up! I'm going home!" Ken stood up. It was pretty unusual of him to be so angry. These rare moments he reminded of Digimon Kaiser, and Iori half-expected him to go 'bwahahahaaaa...' and take a Tyranomon out of his hat. He stomped on Ken's foot and yanked him down to his seat.
"Hey, guys! Lookit here!" Daisuke jumped three rows to get to them. Taichi was right behind him. There was a big can of beer in Daisuke's hand...
Ken's heart fell..
The Sea of Darkness didn't seem to be a bad place after all.
Beer caused a great excitement, but it was false to assume the booze could be the reason, and Ken noticed that most glances were glued to Taichi. Taichi, who was grinning his winning smile, blushing and couldn't settle down. Taichi who had just returned from Yamato's room and was now palpably the centre of the attention.
Sora was crestfallen.
Koshiro and Jyou stopped chatting and looked at the redhead and the brunette.
"How's Yamato?" Takeru asked cheerfully.
*Does he kiss good?* Ken thought and that question was in everybody's eyes.
"Great... you know, he promised to kill us after."
"Glad for him," his brother shrugged.
Koshiro and Jyou were sitting behind Ken and the boy heard every word they exchanged.
"Oh, so it is true, after all. What'd you think, Jyou?"
"What are you talking about? Oh, that!! Well, I.. never expected.. But, well, it's okay... You understand what I mean."
"Yes." Koushiro shrugged his shoulders. "I agree perfectly. But they are still my friends. I think it was hard for them, too."
Miyako pushed the can of beer to Ken. Ken was already bored with being the centre of Miyako's universe.
"Drink it. If you dare."
"Don't worry.. We'll catch you, if you decide to fall," Takeru added and chuckled.
Hikari joined him. "Somebody will take you home, so no problem."
"And do you know, that drinking alcohol at such a young age is bad for health?" commented Koshiro and Ken acknowledged his help with a nod.
"Thank you, Koshiro."
"Fighting Vamdemon can also be deadly," Takeru said and tapped Ken on his shoulder. "Ken, go ahead."
Nobody had any more objections.
*It can't get worse, can it?* Ken thought as he put the can to his lips.

"..my new song for a special person. For YOU to hear it," said Yamato's voice over the screaming raging crowd. The hall was gently whirling around and Ken grabbed Daisuke's shoulder. They were down where the thick of the crowd gathered before the scene and raved with the booming of the speakers. Daisuke accompanied Ken on a little trip to the restrooms then outside, since at one point Ken started to laugh maniacally and pointing at people with funky clothes. And now as they returned to the hall the whole song presentation thing was happening.
Several rows above, the Chosen children waved their hands and doubled with splitting laughter.
There was an immeasurable amount of alcohol in his system but he cared (though his hormones insisted he groped Daisuke NOW) to behave himself. His eyes though growing large with fear registered everything. The scene was ahead and to the left, Yamato was speaking into the mic, the Teenage Wolves arranged their music... His vision doubled. He clutched Daisuke's sleeve and stumbling like a drunk (which he was anyway) followed his friend through the crowd all the while his senses were screaming for him to run away and curl in his private corner. Right now Daisuke was laughing his head off and Ken hated to be laughed at.
*I can't believe I'm being made a walking joke... Yamato knows nothing about me.. What possibly can he sing? So many people out here...*
Ken cringed inside. He imagined the song would run like,
~There was Ken the Digimon Kaiser~
~Who thought he'd be wiser~
~He got his ass kicked~
~And that was just it~
~For the mighty Digimon Kaiser~
Daisuke was cheering Yamato up, whistling and shouting by Ken's side. What did Ken feel at that moment? Utter and violent hatred for Yamato...
Gentle melody, with a clear beat, a hint of melancholy, at the same time inspiring and lively started to play. Yamato bent over the mic and concentrated on the song with his eyes closed.
*There it goes,* Ken faintly thought.

When you think that you are lost
Beaten, sore or worn dead out
When you don't feel it is worth
Sharing blank and complex crowd

The hall went quiet but there was in Ken's ears a deafening noise as if the world crushed about him. *Is this about me?* was his frantic thought. Daisuke drove a mischievous elbow in his ribs.

Do you doubt what's black or white
Are you tortured by good and bad
Is your colour of violet eyes
The colour of thoughts in your head?

*This is about me...*
The lyrics were a little shocking, Ken didn't expect any of it... No SUCH picture of himself... Emotional. Caring. Loving. But he wasn't the only one surprised. Daisuke finally stopped making a fool out of himself and stared at Ken, his mouth agape. Ken risked a glance at the rest of the Chosen children. They sat back in shock, half-turned questioningly to Taichi. Miyako stared at Sora, with eyes bigger than her glasses. As for Taichi - his face was absolutely blank.
The expression on Yamato's face eased into a mild smile as the refrain began and he opened his eyes.

Out the window it's sunrise
It's golden radiance
Stranger
If I move the shadows
Sun shines in your face
Wake up
Why don't you come here
I don't know you
I want you
To help me

The crowd streamed to the scene and Ken and Daisuke were carried forward, and merged with the people. Daisuke lost sight of Ken.
Ken in the meanwhile was facing the scene and ... Yamato. The eyes of the blonde singer somehow found him and stayed on his face, a bit wild from an emotion Ken couldn't grasp. The boy hardly breathed and was slightly pink, as he tried to creep away from the middle of the throng. Thoughts raced in his head.
*God, please, let me get out of here... He can't be doing this... He can't sing in that way!... What are you doing with me, Yamato?! What are you doing with me?!!*
"Yamato.." Ken said inaudibly even to himself. His eyes were locked with the blue shocked ones for another moment, and then Yamato broke the eye contact and took a deep breath.
Ken felt faintly strange. He was floating. Colour rushed into his face as Yamato's voice sounded again in the hall.

You have shadow over your face
Lie like black night over your heart
But your kindness and your grace
Will remain your loyal part

"Yamato... stop it..." Ken said again. *You're making it difficult for me to think...*

Time to learn what's right what's wrong
Please believe the strength in you

"God," Ken moaned. *I don't want to know...* He stared pleadingly into the singer's eyes. *Forget the lyrics... This is too embarrassing... intimate... and disturbing.*

Only one but not alone
If our eyes are colour blue

The melody was growing stronger, the refrain was repeated, emotion was building and sweeping everyone away. Ken could barely stand.
His heart was throbbing painfully in his chest. Elevated and flushed, he sent silent thanks to the blonde singer. For what? For being understood. Irrationally, emotionally understood, and for mutual trust. At that moment it bounded them with ties stronger than friendship. Ken dimly thought that if that feeling was so right, it must be as deep as love.
*I love you too.*
Probably, now was the greatest moment of deception, but Ken too wanted his share of love. The boy lifted his face with a shadow of grateful smile to Yamato who smiled back. The moment he saw that smile, Ken was exalted.
His lips parted with a sigh, "Yamato..."
And tonight his name in this overcrowded hall with thundering music and pulsating beat, sounded wonderful.

tsuzuku...