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| Music's Flame | |||||||||||||||||
| Part 2 | |||||||||||||||||
| Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or the Heralds of Valdemar series'. | |||||||||||||||||
| Warning: Shounen ai, AU, violence, a little OOC, maybe eventually a lemon, I screwed with their ages | |||||||||||||||||
| Pairings: Taito, Kensuke, Takjun, one-sided Sorato, others to be determined | |||||||||||||||||
| Summary: Digi/Valdemar fusion. To Yamato, his life seems meaningless. Can something or someone happen in the young Bards life to make him feel differently? | |||||||||||||||||
| ~*~*~ | |||||||||||||||||
| :What do you think?: Takeru sent to his companion as soon as he had rounded the corner, away from his brother. | |||||||||||||||||
| :He is lonely: Andros replied with a 'sigh'. :He really does wish for company, but something inside him is stopping him from approaching. Perhaps a fear of being hurt emotionally.: | |||||||||||||||||
| The blonde cursed aloud as he continued out of the Bardic Collegium. :I just wish he'd meet someone. He's seemed so alone ever since we were kids. He never even made an imaginary friend for himself like so many of our cousins.: He ran his hand through messy hair, wishing desperately he could make things right for his brother. There were so many things he could do, but it seemed he was helpless when it came to the people he loved. | |||||||||||||||||
| :Don't be so hard on yourself, Chosen: Came Andros' deep mind-voice. :You care. That's much more than many others can say. He'll always have you to talk to and he knows it. As long as he has your support I very much doubt he will do anything foolish: | |||||||||||||||||
| :Yes, I know he has me but I'm only his brother. He needs someone his own age, someone he can relate to.: Takeru shook his head and hunched his shoulders. :He's been this way since we were children. It's because any of the children introduced to him were nly there because it was their parents wishes, a way to increase their social standings. Yamato's never had a friend that I remember. It didn't help that father had started to parade girls in front of him before he was able understand why. He'll never be able to become romantically involved without suspicions about the other persons true intentions: | |||||||||||||||||
| Takeru felt his companions agreement as surely as if he had voiced it. The blonde was an empath, though his abilities didn't go much beyond those he was close to emotionally. Yamato's feelings were like a whirlwind of red anger and bleak despair. He couldn't stand knowing that his brother was feeling this way and he was helpless to change it. He had been trying for years to break through the Bards facade to no avail. | |||||||||||||||||
| By the time he reached his room Daisuke was leaning against the doorframe, eyes closed as if he was sleeping. Takeru knew better then that. | |||||||||||||||||
| He dodged easily as the ex-thief 'woke up' and made a swipe for him, sending Daisuke sprawling across the hallway. | |||||||||||||||||
| Takeru laughed as the burgundy haired boy glared up at him with cinnamon flecked eyes. "You brought it on yourself," he pointed out. | |||||||||||||||||
| Daisuke rolled his eyes and climbed to his feet. "You always find some way to pin things on me. So how was the Ice Prince?" | |||||||||||||||||
| "Like ice," Takeru told his friend ironically. "He did talk to me but our conversations aren't as warm and relaxed as they used to be. It's like he's sinking himself deeper and deeper into despair and there's nothing I can do to stop him. It seems like he's forcing himself through each day, just willing his body not to give into the darkness that surrounds his emotions." | |||||||||||||||||
| Daisuke nodded and opened the door for both of them to enter. It was almost curfew, but there was still a few minutes left to talk. "Do you think he's waiting for someone. I know that until I met you I was about ready to throw myself into a raging river. I couldn't seem to make friends until I met you. It was like once I had the support of someone close I could finally socialize with the other trainees." | |||||||||||||||||
| The blonde began to pace as his friend took a seat at the couch. "You're probably right. It does seem like he's looking for someone. But where do we go about helping him if this if that's the problem. Its not like we can just take auditions to find out who strikes my brothers fancy." | |||||||||||||||||
| "This is something that has to happen on it's own," the other trainee said with a lot more understanding than most knew he possessed. He got to his feet as he took notice of the time candle near the blonde?s bed. "And it's about time I get to my room. I have a day full of lessons ahead of me, as do you. Just get some sleep and don't worry yourself to the grave." | |||||||||||||||||
| Takeru glanced over at him, taking in the rings around the other youths eyes and his slumped posture. "You could crash here, you know." | |||||||||||||||||
| "And ruin your reputation?" Daisuke snickered. "You know that everyone will think we're involved if I stay the night. I doubt that Jun would like to hear her beloved is sleeping with his best friend" | |||||||||||||||||
| The blonde shook his head. "You know Jun would never believe a rumor like that until I confirmed it. I don't really care what the others think." | |||||||||||||||||
| "Sorry, friend, but I'll have to decline. Despite all that, I'd rather not have to suffer the idiocy of the courtiers and many of the blues. Good night." | |||||||||||||||||
| Daisuke was out of the door before Takeru could voice another protest. The other boy was right. If he had stayed they'd both have been suspected of sleeping together. There were few outside of the Heraldic Circle that liked Daisuke and there was no doubt that the trainee would have been antagonized by those spoiled rich nobles who had nothing better to do. Just because Daisuke was shaych he was treated like a disease by anyone not a Herald. It was desgusting. He was a wonderful person and Takeru couldn't understand why anyone wouldn't be charmed by the boy. He was always laughing and joking, but because he didn't like girls he was shunned by so many people. It wasn't like Daisuke slept with every young man he met, either. He was quiet about his preferences and hardly ever showed up with his partner in public. | |||||||||||||||||
| But that was the way the world was. He could fix this no more than he could make his brother open up to other. | |||||||||||||||||
| With a sigh he slipped out of his greys and into the soft linen sheets of his bed, trying not to let others problems bother his sleep too much. | |||||||||||||||||
| ~*~*~ | |||||||||||||||||
| Taichi sat at the table with some other Herald's during breakfast the next morning. He was still a little exhausted, considering he had just gotten back from a rather harsh circuit near the Karsite borders. The feud between both kingdoms was still going strong and had been since before the Herald-mages had all died away. | |||||||||||||||||
| He had decided it would be best to get used to the hustle and bustle of the palace as soon as he had had a sleep. After a year on the field it was a nice respite to finally be somewhere he considered to be home. It was nice to sit with old friends again and gossip for a little while. He had plenty to catch up on. | |||||||||||||||||
| There was a loud crash from across the room followed by some rather colourful curses. He watched as a red-faced trainee apologized prophetically to those he had accidentally spilled his lunch on. The boy looked to be about 17, just getting ready to receive his whites. He was fairly tall with a slim, willowy build. Her had huge Cinnamon brown eyes and spiky burgundy hair. The boy looked quite a bit like himself at that age. | |||||||||||||||||
| "Who is that boy," he asked the small Herald on his left. | |||||||||||||||||
| The woman looked towards the little mishap and chuckled. "Just our little terror. Daisuke Motomiya. He goes on circuit in about a month. I feel sorry for the Herald that gets stuck with him for that long." | |||||||||||||||||
| Taichi nodded and watched as a smiling blonde picked the other boy up off of the floor and helped him clean up the mess. He turned back to Leigh, intending on asking the woman about this boy only to find the woman smirking. | |||||||||||||||||
| "That would be Takeru Ishida, soon to be Queen's Own Herald. He took Daisuke there under his wing when he was first chosen. His brother, Yamato is the best bard this court has seen in the last century." | |||||||||||||||||
| "The Ice Prince is nothing like our Queen's Own, mind you," another Herald put in, having heard the conversation. "The boy's a Master at 18 and everyone in Bardic's jealous of his talent. He's a pretty thing, too. Court ladies are throwing themselves at him regularly and no one's seemed to get through to him. He talks to no one but his brother and even then I'm told he's cold." | |||||||||||||||||
| "Watch your tongue, Meiren," Leigh scolded the other woman. "He's lonely. You can tell that from taking one look at the lad or listening to his music. He's searching for someone and won't be complete until he finds the one who holds the other part of his soul." | |||||||||||||||||
| Meiren looked exasperated. "You and your fate nonsense. There hasn't been a great lifebond since Herald-mage Vanyel and Bard Stefen. It's you're reason for everything. It's your reason for why young Daisuke hasn't stopped roaming and why Takeru is always with Jun." | |||||||||||||||||
| "And it's true. Think about it. We haven't had a good, strong lifebonded pair in Heraldic in a good long while. I think we're about due for a whole batch of them." | |||||||||||||||||
| "Sure,"" the woman was skeptical. | |||||||||||||||||
| From there the argument continued on to other things and as Taichi left the dining area he wondered over the two boys and the blondes brother. Why was it that the young Bard had peaked his interests without even being involved? Why did he feel such a strong pull towards someone he hadn't even met before? | |||||||||||||||||
| TBC..... | |||||||||||||||||
| ~*~*~ | |||||||||||||||||
| Shade: Sorry I haven't writen in a while. Actually writing this now surprised the hell outa me. I've had writers block for over a month now. Might be busy for a while 'cause my parents bought a house and we're all moving. Just hope I'll be able to find a few fangirls at the new school. But considering how secluded the area is that's doubtfull. *sighs* Well, at least I'll have my own room in this house. I hate sharing with my sister. | |||||||||||||||||
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