Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ The Love and Hate of Perfection ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )

A/N - This is the last chapter. Please don't ask for anymore, unless you want a sequel or side fic, something like that.

The Love and Hate of Perfection, Last Chapter

I had no idea why I was kissing him, but I was. I thought that I hated all of the people like him, and even if I did like him, I still didn't understand why I kissed him so soon. But I could tell he was shocked. He was still and didn't move. I pulled away from the kiss and looked at his shocked face. He looked at me, confused and nervous.

"I...I think I should go." He said. Then he grabbed all his books and took off before I got to say anything. I sighed, I didn't want to lose him, so I grabbed my stuff and followed him, of course he didn't know I was following him.

He walked quickly at first, then slowed down a little. I guess he just wanted to get away from me. He headed into an apartment building and I decided to let him know I was there. I could just say that I was trying to catch up with him, not follow him.

I ran inside and almost ran right into him. Takeru had stopped just inside the doorway, and I discovered it was because he knew I was following him. I tried to explain, Takeru seemed to be ignoring me, and looking up some steps at someone that looked just like him, except...there was something about this other person. He was older, of course, but his hair and eyes were stunning. His hair was golden and looked incredibly soft and you could lose yourself in his deep blue eyes. Takeru was like his younger, more innocent version, but they were both beautiful.

The two of them had their eyes locked, the other one broke the stare to glance at me. I saw the annoyance that crossed Takeru's face, and before I knew what was going on, Takeru had grabbed me and pulled me into another kiss.

After he broke away, he smiled a little at me, then turned back to the other person, who was now at the bottom of the stairs, eyeing us both with interest. Well, me with interest and Takeru with slight surprise.

"Lay off, Yamato." He said.

"Calm down, Takeru. I was just wondering who your friend was." He said, holding his hands up in peace.

"Yeah, I'm sure you were. You like to know who all my friends are. I don't want you to take this one too." Takeru spat.

"Excuse me, but may I interrupt? Afterall, I'm standing here while you're talking about me."

"Sorry. Daisuke, this is my older brother." Takeru said.

"My name is Ishida Yamato. Pleasure to meet you Daisuke." Yamato said. He held out his hand and I shook it. I couldn't help but notice the sultry tone he held in his voice. I thought it was kind of weird, then I remembered that I had heard his name before.

"Ishida Yamato? Oh, I've heard of you!" I said.

"Who hasn't?" I heard Takeru mutter. I had to agree with him. Yamato was of course a famous singer, what with his amazing voice. But what was surprising is that he was a solo artist. There used to be a band apparently, but he left them to be on his own. That, and there was his 'friend' that was backstage during every concert. Yamato also practiced being sexy to the general public, not that he had to try hard, he was a natural. That was why he used that tone of voice.

"Hey, watch it Takeru. What are you doing home so early anyways? Did you cut class?" He asked. Takeru shot me a look saying 'I told you so' and turned back to Yamato.

"No, the teacher was sick. I have a spare afterwards." He explained. Yamato shot him a skeptical look so I decided to help.

"It's true, I'm in all of his classes." I said. Yamato sighed.

"Fine, I believe you. Mother's still upstairs, tell her I'll be back later, I have to meet someone at school. Later, Takeru. Nice meeting you, Daisuke." Yamato lifted his hand in a lazy wave that still looked incredibly cool on someone like him, and left the apartment building.

"So, mind telling me why you were following me?" Takeru asked, finally.

"Can we talk somewhere else?" I asked. "I don't really like talking in front of doors or in open places." I elaborated.

"Sure. Let's go upstairs, we can talk in my room again." I guessed that Takeru was feeling a little better about the kiss. Afterall, he kissed me, and his mother was home so he didn't have to worry about it happening again.

Takeru led me upstairs to his apartment and walked us inside. He gave his mother the message and the two of us went into his room. He sat on his bed and I sat on a chair next to his desk. His room was incredibly neat. Not a single mess.

"So, why did you follow me?" He asked.

"Because I needed to explain why I kissed you." I said.

"What's to explain? You kissed me, you must have wanted to." He said.

"That's true...But I also needed to know why you left so suddenly." I said. He took a while to answer, the silence was bugging me, I was about to say something, but he answered before I had to.

"Because I was nervous." He said. It sounded reasonable enough. I might have done the same thing. Before the two of us continue, we heard his mother yell.

"Takeru! I'm going out! I'm Yamato comes back, tell him I won't be gone longer than an hour. Bye!" Then she left, not giving Takeru a chance to respond. He sighed and lay back on his bed. I almost felt sorry for him then. He had an overprotective mother and brother. I didn't have either, they cared, but not as much.

"It's alright if you were nervous." I said. He sighed again and asked me a question.

"So what made you want to kiss me?" He asked. I was taken a little by surprise, I hadn't known that he wanted to know, not after he practically told me why I kissed him.

"I don't know...There's just something about you, Takeru. You're not like the other people I've met or been with. There's...something special. I really wanted to kiss you. Well, it also didn't help that you blushed when I grabbed your hand and helped you write the problem the right way. And there was a distinct...bulge in your pants when I moved closer to you." I grinned when he blushed again, he looked so cute when he did that. Yes, when he 'did' that.

"Are you serious? You saw those things?" He asked, obviously shy now.

"Of course! So, why did you kiss me?" I asked. "Was it to make your brother jealous?"

"Sort of...I wanted to kiss you as well. It was nice when you did it. I also wanted to tell him to back off, he likes to hit on my friends, then they fall for him and leave me even though they know they have no chance with him. My brother has a boyfriend, you know." He said.

"I think I knew that. But at least you didn't kiss my just because of your brother." He nodded in agreement and the two of us sat in silence, a comfortable one this time. We sat there until I realized I had to go home, but Takeru begged me to stay again. So I called my mother and told her I was at a friend's house and I was spending the night. My mother was so happy that I was with a friend that she didn't care who it was and happily let me stay. I hung up the phone and walked back into Takeru's room. It was almost dinner, and over an hour after Takeru's mother left, Yamato hadn't returned.

Not long after the two of us realized this, we got two separate calls from them, his mother saying that she had to work late, and Yamato saying that he wouldn't be returning until the next day. I was somewhat relieved. I didn't really want the two of them around while I was trying to be alone with Takeru.

Most of the time, the two of us enjoyed the silence. I had moved so that I was leaning against the bed, sitting on the floor and Takeru was on the bed, his knees bent and pointing to the ceiling, one of his arms dangling over the side, the hand occasionally rubbing my chest. The two of us were comfortable like this, it was almost as if we had been together for months.

"Do you want to be with me, Dai?" He asked. I was surprised once again that day when I heard the short form he used. It was almost like a pet name.

"Of course I do, Takeru." I said. I knew he smiled at that, I didn't have to see it to know.

"Thanks, Dai." He said.

"Do you want to be with me?" I asked. He chuckled. We had done this before, he would ask a question, then I would ask the same one, only referring to myself.

"Of course. I wouldn't have thanked you for wanting to be with me if I didn't want to be with you." He said. I knew he was right, I just like to hear him say it. "I want to kiss you again, Dai." He said. I chuckled, he could be childish sometimes. I'm not sure how, but sometimes his words just came out that way.

I crawled up onto the bed, hovering over him with one leg on either side of him. He reached his arms up and pulled me down on top of him, crushing our lips together with bruising force. His lips were sweet, but I wanted to taste more of him. I pried open his mouth and he allowed my tongue to enter and explore the warm caverns of his mouth. He kissed me back eagerly and the two of us spent most of what was left of the day kissing until we heard his mother come home. The two of us pulled apart before she could enter the room.

"Oh? Your friend is still here?" His mother asked. Takeru nodded.

"Yeah, he's going to stay the night, okay mom?" Takeru said. His mother sighed and nodded then left the room.

"Uh, Takeru? Where am I going to sleep?" I asked.

"With me." He grinned. I rolled my eyes and kissed him again. Takeru leaned against me, both of us were sitting up this time. My arms were around Takeru's lower back and his arms were wrapped around my neck. His mother called out to Takeru and the two of us pulled away again, sighing in annoyance. Reluctantly, Takeru got up from the bed. I kissed him once before he left, and then he went to see his mother.

When he came back, he had a sleeping bag and a pillow. I raised an eyebrow.

"My mother insists you have something to sleep on." He said, he pouted as well. I laughed at Takeru's obvious disappointment and helped him set up the stuff on the floor.

After it was set up, the two of us went to sleep, believe it or not, but when you kiss for a long time, it tires you out.

The next day, and for every one that followed, Takeru and I were together. I was the outcast, but he didn't care. His 'friends' as we both thought of them, thought it was stupid when Takeru could have anyone he wanted. He just blew them off and stopped associating with them. We spent as much time as possible, but we never went further than kissing, neither of us wanted to yet.

Time seemed to go by fast for us. One birthday each then we graduated. We went to the local college, both wanting to be together. We were lucky enough to share a room. Just the two of us even. But it seemed that time there went by just as fast, if not faster. But we had many nights like the first one we had at his house so long before. When we graduated from college, neither of us knew what we wanted to do. All we knew was that the first thing we wanted to do was find a cheap, but nice place that the two of us could share. We got some hints from Takeru's brother, who was living with his boyfriend, Taichi. It didn't take long for us to find the perfect place. It was cheap, but neat and clean, with everything we needed. Only one bedroom, but that's all we needed. Just the two of us. We settled in quickly, moving in and getting our stuff unpacked where we wanted it. To celebrate, the two of us made love for the first time in our new apartment.

"Dai...Are you coming to bed, or what?" Ah, that would be him. My darling Takeru, beckoning me into the bedroom where I knew he was waiting eagerly for me. I was in the living room, looking out the window, reflecting on our past. All the good things, there seemed to be few bad times. Nothing major, we must be meant for each other. Well, it's been quite a few years since those days in high school. The day he first came seemed so long ago, but I still remember it as clearly as ever.

"Dai..." He whined from the bedroom. I knew that if I didn't get in there soon, he would come out wearing only the bed sheet, and he wouldn't be happy with me. I chuckled and got up from the window seat and went to our bedroom.

As I crawled into the bed, I remembered the way I disliked people who were perfect, until I realized no one was. But then I realized, Takeru was perfect.

Perfect for me.

The End.

A/N - I know, cheesy, cheesy, cheesy! Oh well, I just had to get that out. I hope you liked your bday present Crysie!

~Happy 'Lil Slasher~