Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Currently Untitled Daikeru / Takedai! ❯ Cold-Hot Lead ( Chapter 3 )

[ P - Pre-Teen ]

Disclaimer: (n) 1. A repudiation or denial of responsibility or connection. 2. Law A renunciation of one's right or claim. 'Nuff said.


Man, of all the hard choices I've ever had to make, this was the hardest. This was the moment of truth, the moment I'd find out for myself. Did I have a chance with Takeru?

With shaking fingers, I carefully dialed Takeru's number. One ring....two....three....someone picked up.

"Moshi moshi?" he asked. It was him. There wasn't any turning back now. My insides seemed to have filled with some kind of cold-hot lead. Go ahead, talk to him.

Taichi's words came back to me: "Unless one of you takes that step, you'll never find out."

"Takeru?" I asked nervously. "It's Daisuke. Can we talk?" I'm sure my voice was shaky and very un-Daisuke-like. There was a long pause.

"Sure we can talk, Daisuke...when?" he asked. I was so relieved he was at least going to talk to me. I managed to get out that he could come over to my house and he agreed to come over. I hung up the phone and collapsed on the floor.


*POV: Takeru Takaishi*
Daisuke sounded nervous. It had to be big, to have gotten him audibly shaken. I put my shoes on and headed to his house, where I found him sitting on the floor by the phone table.

"Daisuke?" I asked him. "The door was open, I hope you don't mind me coming in..." He waved it off.

"S'fine," he mumbled. "I needed to talk to you about something." Daisuke slowly picked himself up and walked over to the couch. I sat in a chair across from him.

"I....er...do you want something to drink or something?" he said nervously. I shook my head no. "Okay....well, Takeru...I called you because I wanted to tell you something..." He was fidgeting with his goggles, his hair, his shirt, anything he could reach. "I wanted to tell you that....that I like you." he blurted out, turning red. "I don't know for how long, or why...but I....do."

I stared at him. Whatever I thought he had called me over to talk to me about, it hadn't been that. Daisuke likes me? That's just....I don't like guys like that.

I stood up and walked out of the house, vaguely seeing Daisuke's eyes fill with tears out of the corner of my own eyes. Walking over to Taichi's house, I knocked angrily on the door. He answered.

"You knew, didn't you! Daisuke just called me and told me he likes me and I bet you knew, you and Yamato both. You both know I don't go like that!" I burst out angrily. He looked a bit taken aback, but I kept on going anyway. "He sees you and Yamato so happy, and you're his mentor. So he figures he has to be like you. Well, who around here is the most like Yamato?! Me!" Taichi tried to say something at this point, but I kept going some more. "Whatever you told him to get him to like me, that's not cool. You know I don't swing like that! Just because you and Yamato are pansies doesn't mean you get to brainwash him into trying to brainwash me into being one!"

At this point, Taichi grabbed my collar and slammed me against the wall.

"Takeru Takaishi. I didn't tell him anything. He came to me today, depressed and worried because he's different. I told him I wouldn't tell him what to do. Whatever decision he's made is totally his and nobody else's." Taichi glared at me. "I expected more from you. I thought you were more mature than the ignorant child you've proven yourself to be today! What he told you is only because it would kill him to keep it in any longer! Now, if you've said anything to him, I want you to go over there and apologize for it!"

He let me go and I slid to the floor. Then, I burst into tears.

"I'm sorry, Taichi. I never meant to call you and Yamato pansies! I was just confused and caught offguard by what Daisuke said because..." I broke down at this point, crying hysterically. What a scene we must have cut, standing out there on Taichi's porch.

"Because what?" asked Taichi, in a slightly softer, but still extremely angry voice.

"Because," I wailed. "Because for ages I've been wondering if -" I stopped short, still sobbing. "If he liked me back, okay?! I'm a pansy! I didn't want anyone to know because I thought that if nobody knew, it'd go away and I'd be normal again!" I was now choking myself with my own tears, I felt horrible, like a monster.

Just then, a pair of arms circled me from behind. A tear-stained face appeared in my vision. Daisuke. Just being held by him made me feel a lot better. I stopped crying abruptly and stood up.

"Daisuke..." I said waveringly. "You don't hate me?" Taichi left right about then, but I barely noticed. He shook his head no. "I'm so sorry, Daisuke, I didn't mean to hurt you!" He shushed me by putting his finger on my lips. Then, he leaned forward and kissed me.

It was just how I imagined it, kissing Daisuke. I kissed right back, opening my mouth just the littlest bit so Daisuke could let his tongue in. And let it he did, his tongue exploring my mouth while mine explored his. I put my arms around him then, and everything just evaporated. If this was being a pansy, then I thought it wouldn't be so bad, after all...


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*runs and hides* I suck at romance scenes. If you guys don't want any more of this story, it can end here. If you guys want a sequel, it can not end here. Lemme know, that what the review option's for!