Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Touch of Evil ❯ Clouds Gathering ( Prologue )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Touch of Evil

Clouds Gathering

By Empress of the Eclipse

Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon.

It's YAOI! Kenato! Well, it's Kaizmato actually, Digimon Kaizer/Emperor and Matt.

Matt's sixteen/seventeenish in this. I haven't a clue how old Ken's meant to be but I've put him at fifteen/sixteen in this.

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Matt looked around.

"Gabumon? Tai?" he called "TK?"

No answer. Matt mentally cursed himself for being an idiot. When you get attacked by Digimon controlled by Black Rings, it's normally a good idea to stick with your friends and not get lost with no way of getting home again.

"Gabumon? Tai? TK?" he shouted, moving in the direction that he thought he'd come in "Davis? Yolei? Iori?"

There was no reply. The forest seemed very silent suddenly. Matt tried to think. Wandering around would do him no good except to get him even more lost. If he sat down and waited, the others would probably find him, especially as they had their Digivices.

Matt sat down, leaning again the trunk of a tree and waited.

* * * *

Wormmon tried to hide behind the throne without looking like he was hiding. His master was angry again and seeing Wormmon afraid often seemed to make him angrier.

"They're supposed to be Ultimate Level Digimon! They're supposed to be strong!" Ken was ranting "Instead they let a load of stupid kids get away every time! Every time! PATHETIC!"

Wormmon gulped. Ken slumped down moodily on his throne and glared at the screen. It was showing the usual patterns of black, white and grey squares. As Ken sat there staring at it, he noticed a small light blinking at the bottom of the screen.

"What's that?" he asked frowning.

"I don't know," Wormmon said.

"I wasn't asking you, you idiot!" Ken snapped. He looked at the light. The screen flickered and then it showed a different picture. It was a blonde boy, sitting slumped underneath a tree. He was looking pensive and lost.

"One of the Digidestined," Ken said slowly.

He'd seen all the Digidestined now and could identify them each by sight and some by name. He knew all five of the usual ones and recognised this one as TK's brother, Yamato Ishida, more commonly known as Matt.

"Wormmon," he said "Send Sophricmon out. Have him captured and bring him to me. Unharmed."

Wormmon nodded.

"If that's what you want master," he said, scurrying out.

Ken turned back to the screen and looked. Matt looked up at the sky and sighed before looking back down again.

"Oh yes," Ken murmured "It's what I want all right."

He'd been watching Matt Ishida ever since he'd first seen the Digidestined. He wasn't sure why but he had been slowly developing a sort of obsession with the blonde musician. He seemed to call to Ken in a way that Ken had been unable to understand. After watching and studying the Digidestined, Ken had begun to understand the strange affinity more. He could feel the darkness burried in Matt, understood it.

Maybe the darkness could be made bigger, could be made to swallow Matt whole.

Ken smiled, watching the screen as Matt shifted, still sitting underneath his tree.

* * * *

Matt fidgeted impatiently. How long could it take them to find him? Were they even looking? Maybe they'd just decided to abandon him here.

He gave himself a pinch. Idiot. His friends would never abandon him, especially not TK.

Why had he let Tai convince him to come to the Digital World that day? He'd actually blown off a band practise, just so that he could come and spend some time with Tai and the other Digidestined. And now he was lost and alone in a stupid forest!

He didn't see the large bird-like Digimon wearing a Black Ring like a collar sitting up in the tree above his head. It stared down at him, then spread its wings and shook them murmering "Drowsy Dust." as it did. Glittery dust fell out, falling round Matt like a shower. He blinked, suddenly feeling incredibly tired. He wanted to go to sleep more than anything in the world. He could feel his head nodding and shook it. If he went to sleep, he wouldn't hear the others calling him. They might never find him. He couldn't go to sleep....

Matt's eyes closed and he leaned back against the tree trunk, breathing peacefully as he sank into a deep sleep.

* * * *

"Come on. Wakey, wakey."

Someone smacked him. Hard.

"Come on Sleepyhead."

"Ow," Matt muttered dozily, swatting idly at the hand "TK, stop that."

"TK? I might be offended. I'm not TK."

Matt frowned. He forced his eyes open, trying to remember what had happened.

The face of the Digimon Emperor stared mockingly down at him.

Matt froze. Then he tried to jerk away and realised that he was tied up. The Digimon Emperor laughed and stepped back as Matt struggled with the ropes.

"That won't work," he said "I'm an expert at tying knots, even if I do say so myself."

"Yeah, you're the super-child," Matt snapped angrily "Ken Ichijouji, the child prodigy. I'm so scared. Not! Let me go!"

"Oh, I don't think so," Ken said.

Matt strained with the ropes but he knew that Ken had been telling the truth. There was no way that he could wriggle out of them, or untie the knots. He had to admit defeat and slumped back, panting. Ken laughed again. Reaching down, he hauled Matt to his feet and shoved him backwards so he was standing against the wall. Matt gritted his teeth. Ken turned to the green caterpillar Digimon that was standing nearby, looking nervous and fiddling it's front legs together.

"Get out," he ordered "And stay out until I summon you. And no one is to disturb me you understand? No one."

"Certainly!" the Digimon said. Turning, it scurried out of the door as fast as it could. The door closed and Matt was alone with the Digimon Emperor.

"So," Ken said "What were you doing in my Digital World without any of your friends around?"

Matt said nothing. He wasn't going to say anything, wasn't going to give this Emperor anything.

"I asked you a question," Ken said.

When Matt still didn't say anything, he shrugged. He continued to pace up and down, watching Matt all the time. His fixed gaze made Matt feel nervous and he continued to fidget with the ropes. They were cutting into his wrists painfully.

"You're that kids older brother aren't you?" Ken said thoughtfully "What's his name? TA? TB?"

"TK," Matt said irritably before he could stop himself.

"Ah yes. TK," Ken said "He's cute isn't he?"

Matt said nothing and wrenched at his wrists.

"The ropes won't break," Ken told him "You're wasting your energy and my time."

Matt glared at him.

"What are you going to do to me?" he asked.

Ken walked over to him, stopping a little way away. Matt glowered at him.

"I haven't really thought yet," he said, looking considering "Perhaps I'll feed you to some of my loyal slaves. Or perhaps I'll keep you as a plaything."

"My friends will rescue me," Matt said.

"Will they? Why?"

Matt blinked. He hadn't been expecting that question.

"Because they're my friends," he said.

"Well that's pathetic," Ken said "Can't you think of something better?"

"What better reason is there?" Matt said.

Ken snorted.

"They won't come for you," he said contemptuously "They don't need you. Your Digimon can't digivolve until my Control Spires are down. You aren't important anymore. Not even to your brother."

Matt swallowed.

"Let me guess," Ken said baitingly "He used to need you. You used to look after him and make sure everything was okay for him. But now it's changed. He doesn't need you does he?"

Matt said nothing but a pang shot though him. He knew that it was wrong really but....

He'd never quite got rid of that fear that TK no longer needed him.

"He's got his friends now," Ken said, his voice sneering "You're just conveniently around when he wants you. You're nothing."

Matt turned his face away. He heard footsteps, then a hand gripped his chin painfully and turned his face back so he was staring at Ken. Matt was tall but Ken was nearly as tall as him and was staring directly into his face. Matt tired to shake his face free but the hand continued to grip strongly, almost painfully. Ken smiled at him, obviously oblivious to Matt's pain.

"You don't fit in with them," he said lightly.

"You don't know what you're talking about," Matt said "You haven't got a clue."

Ken smiled.

"Haven't I? I know you," he said.

"You don't know me," Matt snapped.

"Oh, I know more than you'd think, Yamato Ishida," Ken said.

Then he leaned forward and kissed Matt violently on the mouth. Matt froze, waves of shock flooding though his body. Ken drew back, smiling.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Matt gasped.

"Showing you how well I know you," Ken replied.

He kissed Matt again, harder, his lips locked with Matt's. At the same time, he gripped Matt's shoulders tightly, almost painfully. Matt's mind was screaming at him to pull away but his body was ignoring it, enjoying the sensations shooting though his body as Ken pressed against him. His lips parted slightly and Ken thrust his tongue inside, exploring Matt's mouth eagerly. Matt couldn't help pressing closer, responding to the kisses. Ken pulled Matt nearer, running his fingers though Matt's hair. Normally Matt never let anyone near the hair but at that moment he didn't care. There was something intoxicating about Ken's kisses, something that was making Matt enjoy his touch. Then Ken pulled back.

"I know you," he whispered.

Matt swallowed and shook his head.

"No...."

Ken laughed, mockingly. Then he kissed Matt again, strongly and roughly. Matt moaned as Ken began to unbutton his shirt, touching Matt's hot skin. He knew this was wrong.....but it felt so good.

"You like this, don't you?" Ken whispered "Don't you?"

"Yes."

Matt couldn't help it. It slipped out in a gasp. Yes, he did like it, he wanted more, didn't want to stop....

Ken rubbed up against him sending tingles of pleasure curling though Matt's body. One of Ken's hands slid down so it was resting on the waist band of Matt's trousers, still lightly brushing against the skin. He used his other hand to shove Matt violently back against the wall. Matt winced as pain shot though his head but he didn't care. He wanted to pull Ken closer to him, touch Ken's skin, hold him....

He felt the ropes round his wrists loosen and drop. Immediately, he reached out to catch Ken and pull him nearer. But Ken grabbed his hands before they could touch him.

"No Yamato," he said softly "I'm in control."

He pushed Matt's shirt off him completely, letting it drop to the floor. He kissed Matt again, still not letting Matt touch him. Matt gave a moan of protest and Ken laughed again before unfastening Matt's trousers. Once that was done, he tied Matt's wrists again, as tightly as before. Matt whimpered in pain but Ken didn't give him a chance to dwell on it, kissed him violently, pulling Matt to the ground. He calmly removed his own clothes before leaning down to kiss Matt again. His nails were digging into Matt's shoulders as he turned Matt over. For a second Matt wasn't sure until Ken's fingers invaded him and he cried out. Ken laughed, moving the fingers back and forth, obviously attempting to widen the opening. Then he crooked the fingers inside, perfectly posed to strike Matt's spot. Matt moaned with protest as Ken withdrew his fingers.

"Ken...."

"No Yamato. I'm not Ken. I'm the Digimon Emperor remember?"

"Y-yes."

"Then say it!"

As Matt paused, Ken kissed him again before entering him. Matt cried out again, he'd never felt anything like this before.

"Say it!"

"You're....you're the Digimon Emperor!" Matt gasped.

"And I'm above you aren't I? I'm superior, I'm your Master," Ken said, his voice a hiss in Matt's ear.

"I.....I...."

Matt moaned. He wanted this, why was Ken hesitating, he needed this now!

"I am above you," Ken said.

"Yes!" Matt cried "Yes, you're above me! You're superior! Please Ke - Master, please just do it!"

"Do what Matt?"

"Fuck me dammit!" Matt yelled "Just....fuck me please!"

He heard Ken's mocking laugh before he began to thrust into Matt viciously. It hurt, hurt horribly but at the same time there was a pleasure, something that made him want Ken to continue. Ken continued to thrust until he climaxed violently, his hands still clenched round Matt's shoulders. Matt's erection was practically painful by now, he had to get some sort of relief.

"Master...."

He heard Ken laughing again, his laugh sounding giddy, almost a child-like giddiness.

"What do you want Matt?"

"I need....need to come," Matt whimpered "Please."

He felt the Digimon Emperor kiss him and then his hand gripped Matt's shaft and squeezed, causing Matt to yell something incoherent. He came after only a few minutes of this, crying Ken's name as he did. Ken wrapped an arm round him, pulling him close and Matt drifted off into a deep exhausted sleep.

* * * *

His wrists hurt. That was Matt's first observation on waking up. His wrists were burning like someone was holding candle flames to them. He shifted slightly and more pain shot though him. He was cold too. Opening his eyes, he saw his wrists, rubbed red raw by the tight ropes. They were bleeding in some places. Then memories shot though him and his eyes registered Ken sitting cross legged nearby, watching him. Matt felt tears of humiliation and horror coming into his eyes. He wanted to cover himself, hide in a corner. What had he been thinking? What the hell was wrong with him?

Ken didn't say anything to him. He helped Matt dress, untying Matt's hands to do it. Matt nearly screamed when he tied them up again, giving the ropes an extra hard wrench. His wrists hurt so badly, it felt like there wasn't any more skin on them.

"Wormmon!" Ken shouted.

After a few moments, Wormmon scurried in.

"Yes master?" he said.

"Take him to the cells," Ken said calmly.

"Yes master," Wormmon said.

Matt let himself be led into the cells. He slumped to the ground, huddling into a corner, trying to block out the memories of what he'd done.

Wormmon looked unhappily at the human. He wasn't sure what Ken had done but the human appeared to be showing signs of acute distress. And the ropes were causing him to bleed.

Wormmon scurried into the cell and removed the ropes. The human didn't even seem to notice, continued to stare off into the distance, his eyes filled with tears.

"Do you need anything?" Wormmon asked.

The human looked at him.

"I want to go home," he said, his voice child-like.

Wormmon fiddled his legs sadly.

"I was thinking more of food or drink," he said.

"No."

Wormmon left the cell. Matt sat there, his head swimming. He'd just lost his virginity to the Digimon Emperor. He'd said that he was beneath him, that he, Matt, was inferior, called him master for God's sake. Why? Why the hell had he let the Digimon Emperor do that? It hurt, hurt so bad. He wanted to go home, he wanted TK or Tai or Gabumon.

Matt shook his head, trying to shake off the miserable child-state he was sinking into. He had to stay strong or he'd never escape. He had to think.

But all he could think about was the Digimon Emperor and his warm body and lips, and the pain that had shot though his shoulders and hands.

* * * *

Ken sat staring at the screen. The Digidestined were standing quite near the jail, talking anxiously. They were obviously still struggling to work out how to rescue their friend. He thought for a moment.

"Wormmon."

"Yes?"

"Go down to the human. Make some excuse to go into his cell - check on the ropes or something, I don't care. Then make sure you leave the door open when you go."

Silence.

"I gave you an order Wormmon!"

"All right then master."

Ken looked at the screen again. He heard Wormmon return but still didn't say anything, continued watching. Fairly quickly considering, he saw Matt fleeing the jail. His friends grabbed him, talking anxiously and Tai comforted him when he started to cry. Ken continued to watch until the Digidestined had gone out of sight.

"But I don't understand," Wormmon said nervously "Why did we let him go?"

"You'll see Wormmon," Ken said "You'll see."

End of Part 1

Well, this part isn't so good as I remembered it being but this fic definietely improves as it goes along! *laughs*