Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Romanced ❯ Twenty ( Chapter 20 )

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

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.

couples: Taisuke and Yamaken.

Romanced by Wormmonsoul

part 4 Past Christmas

Chapter 20

… Nobody remembered that Koshiro was there as well, that was why everyone started in panic when a shrill cry flew into the air.

"YOU SLEPT WITH THEM?!!"

Taichi and Yamato exchanged a look and simultaneously pushed Koshiro into the staircase and down several flights.

"IDIOT!" Taichi shouted at the red haired as he released him.

"If Takeru ever.. ever..." Yamato glared at the small boy. Koshiro gulped.

"But you.. you two..." his eyes darted from Taichi to Yamato.

"Okay," Taichi said. "We're gay. Satisfied?"

"It's not the problem... You and Daisuke? I mean, DAISUKE!"

"Yeah, really, Tai," Yamato threw a disapproving glance. "He's the same age as your sister."

"That's NOT... I thought... we thought... we were sure you loved Yamato, and Yamato loved YOU!"

Taichi looked away, blood suddenly rushing into his face. A part of him was still in love with Yamato and wanted to be with him but Yamato didn't love him back and there was Daisuke to think of and care of. Taichi's heart sank. It was simple as that. There was Taichi and Daisuke. Taichi and Yamato didn't exist.

"I love Tai, but not in that way." Yamato shook his head, unaware of how much pain he caused Taichi with that statement. "You got it all wrong, guys. I wasn't in love with Ken either.. Until tonight." He looked at his best friend.

"Uhm... Yeah..." Taichi sighed. "Right. I like Daisuke and... Yamato's just my best friend... well, uhm, I wanted a relationship but... err... I don't now, and tonight is as good evidence as any, right?" he blushed.

Koshiro sighed in defeat. "I still understand nothing. It's... it's completely illogical..."

"Friends?" Yamato offered his hand, smiling. Taichi took his hand. "Friends."

Koshiro frowned but accepted it. "You two aren't fighting anymore? And you aren't pulling the team apart, right? Are you going to speak to Sora, Yamato? She was kinda your girlfriend..."

"I'm sorry about Sora," the brunette muttered uncomfortably.

"Yamato..." Sora called from above where she had been standing all the time. The blonde turned to her and the two boys felt themselves excluded. "I'm sorry for yesterday. I shouldn't have.."

Yamato took a deep breath. "I'm sorry too."

Sora smiled softly. "I just hope that when we kissed, you didn't feel any repulsion towards me," she said with little hope.

"I loved you," Yamato protested.

"Thanks... Let's go back? To the party, I mean," the girl chuckled.

*At least, he loved you when you kissed*, Taichi thought darkly climbing the stairs. *I'll always be the best friend to him.. Just the best friend*. All of them went through the door to the landing that was occupied by the two younger boys. His eyes fell on Daisuke who was discussing something with Ken and he suddenly thought that the little gogglehead was sweet.

It was quiet after Taichi and Yamato carried Koshiro downstairs to talk to him, and Sora slipped after them, as she said, to make sure Koshiro would make it away alive. Daisuke slumped against the wall and rubbed his butt discreetly.

"So, you're with Yamato," he said. Ken nodded. Daisuke stared at him for a whole minute. "I don't believe it. You never liked blondes," he stated.

Ken chuckled. "Last time I asked you, you weren't a gay," he replied.

"Yeah. I liked it though. Shit, was I scared!"

Ken brushed his hair back and looked away. "I wasn't," he said.

"Baka, was too!" Daisuke frowned.

"Okay, okay, yes, when he entered me, I was! But then, nothing really mattered. That is, until my parents hoarded in."

"You got caught?!" Daisuke's eyes went wide like wow!

The other boy chuckled softly. "No, but it was close... It was harder to explain why I wanted to change my bedding to mom."

"You had a lot of blood?" the curious boy asked.

"Not much... You?"

Daisuke winced painfully. "Quite." His face split into grin. "And Taichi said I screamed."

Ken silently wondered. He looked down at the streets of Odaiba. The Christmas time was going away with the melting snow. But there was still the New Year to look forward to. Maybe it would bring more snow and more... wishes to make on snowflakes. If Christmas didn't make them true, then the New Year surely would.

"Ken..." Daisuke stared at him. "Were you ever in love with me?"

Ken frowned and turned his head aside. "I'm with Yamato and..."

"And?" Daisuke held his breath.

"And that's about it. But..."

"But?" hope crept in the smaller boy's voice.

"Maybe threesome.."

"Hentai," Daisuke said. "I was a little in love with you, Ken."

Ken turned his face to him, saying nothing and waiting. Daisuke studied his feet. "I wonder.. could you give me a kiss... so that... I knew what I missed?" he blushed furiously.

Ken walked to Daisuke. He raised his head by the chin and planted a small kiss on his lips, an innocent one. They parted and Daisuke found his eyes full of purple stare. He lunged forward, wrapping Ken's neck with his arm and laid an open-mouthed kiss on his lips but his friend started to wriggle out. Daisuke stepped back and laughed awkwardly.

"Oops," he said. "I'm sorry."

Ken wiped his lips and the mahogany-haired boy fiercely blushed. "I guess no threesome..." he said.

At that moment the door was pushed open and Taichi, Yamato, Sora and Koshiro stepped up from the staircase. Taichi smiled to his boyfriend. Out of the corner of his eye Daisuke saw Ken and Yamato. The two of them exchanged a glance that he couldn't read.

"Yamato, you can sleep over," the brunette generously offered.

"No thanks. I have to show Ken my apartment first."

Sora gasped.

"Guys," Koshiro said holding the door open. "Come on already. If you don't want Takeru and Hikari to blow up the kitchen."

Owari.

a/n Review me? I'd very much appreciate your reviews. ^_^ I hope you liked the story, I enjoyed writing most of it. I thought of writing more to it - I had so much plans! - but there are too many stories that need me right now. This looks finished enough, right? See you!