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| Pen Pals Part 4 |
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| Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon or any of it's bishies. And if I did do you really think I would have ended it the way it did? I don't think so! Just the thought of Sora and Matt together makes me cringe. Warning: YAOI ALERT. That means boy/boy for any of you newbies. Not just boy/boy, but Daiken. My fav pairing. Also it's an Au. There are no Digimon and the younger digidestined are 15 and 16 accept for Iori. Description: Daisuke and Ken are pen pales. Ken moves to Odaiba and a romance ensues |
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| ~~~~~ Ken's POV |
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| Ken shifted from one foot to the other as he stood nervously at Takeru's door. He was going to have to go in sooner or later. He had told everyone he'd be there He didn't want to go back on his word. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| With his heart pounding he knocked on the door. Standing back he waited for someone to answer. He could hear the sounds of wild merriment coming from the other side. He was about to knock again when the door was flung open. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| He peered in, eyes widening as he saw Daisuke standing before him. The shorter boy was covered from head to foot with popcorn. His goggles were pulled down over his eyes, smeared in butter, Ken was surprised that he could see out of them. He was grinning from ear to ear. Obviously he had missed quite a bit. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey Ken!" The boy called cheerfully as he yanked Ken into the apartment, closing the door behind them. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Ken's here everyone!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| He didn't even have time to remove his rain soaked jacket before a handful of butter soaked popcorn was flung at him. It hit him square in the chest, the butter soaking through his already drenched shirt. His eyes narrowed as he looked up to see Miyako standing before him, a evil grin lighting her features. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Returning her grin he scooped some of the snack out of a near by bowl and launched it at her. It hit her right between the eyes. Covering her glasses. There was no way the lavender haired girl would be able to see in order to retaliate. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "I think I like your new friend, Daisuke" Ken looked over to see a short brunette who looked so much like Daisuke they could have been brothers. He was leaning draped over the lap of a blond that could only be Takeru's brother. "You've got great aim." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Ken smirked. "I know." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Modest I see," the brunette said with a chuckle. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Daisuke came up behind him, draping an arm around his shoulder. Ken had to stop himself form the leaning into the contact. "This is Ken Ichijouji!" Daisuke turned slightly, facing him. Ken could feel Daisuke's breath hot against his cheek. "Ken this is Yamato Ishida and Taichi Yagami." Ken felt himself blush and hoped to god no one else noticed. Daisuke was far too close. Far, far too close. His overactive imagination just couldn't resist the temptation of coming up with all sorts of things involving Daisuke pressed flush against him. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "N-nice to meet you," Ken said, hoping no one would notice the stutter in his voice. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Both Yamato and Taichi were grinning at the two with knowing grins. It was hard not to notice what was going on even if both boys were unsure of it themselves. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Ken felt disappointed as Daisuke pulled away, ending the delicious contact. Looking down he thought he saw the same disappointment written in the others expression. Shaking away that thought he looked around and discovered that everyone in the room was covered in popcorn. Even Iori. He hadn't thought the boy had it in him to take part in a food fight. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Seeing that there was no where else to sit he sat on floor next to the seat Daisuke had plunked down on as he was busy studying the room. Sighing he began to toy with a damp strand of hair that had fallen in front of his eyes. He had never felt so accepted. After dropping the big bombs shell at the beginning of the week he had thought that none of them would have talked to him. Now it seemed that they were completely comfortable with him. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| He leaned back against Daisuke's chair, happy to be so close to the other boy. It was nice to be able to be so close to someone. At his old school all his class mates had been disgust by him, afraid of his sexuality. He hadn't been able to become friends with another boy his age because they were all afraid he'd try something on him. All the other boys on his soccer team had been afraid to dress in the same room as him and had showed up half an hour early so they wouldn't have to. The coach had only kept him because he was the best player on the team. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Now to be able to joke around with a bunch of kids his own age was like a dream come true. So what if one of his favorite shirts could very well be completely ruined. Friends were way better than a shirt. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Yamato stood up, dumping his boyfriend on the floor. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey!" The brunette squawked. "That was completely uncalled for." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Yamato grinned, reaching down to help the shorter man to his feet. "I'm going to the washroom to clean up. Come with me." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Taichi rolled his eyes, but followed. "Heaven forbid that gorgeous blond hair of yours should become messed up." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "You know you love my hair." The door of the bathroom closed behind them. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Hikari broke out into a fit of giggles. "They haven't even been here an hour and they've already left us for a make out session." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Hey, Ken," Ken looked up to see Daisuke leaning over him. "What ya thinkin' of?" | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Just how nice it is to have friends," He smiled up at him. "At my other school I didn't have any. You were the only friend I've ever had until now." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "That's so sweet," Daisuke flung his arms around Ken, eliciting a squawk from the other boy. Recovering from the shock, Ken returned the hug, reveling in the feeling of Daisuke's arms wrapped tightly around him. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| As they pulled away their eyes met and locked. Cinnamon brown and violet. Ken could feel Daisuke's breath against his lips. Without thinking he leaned forward causing there lips to meet. Daisuke's eyes widened and than fluttered shut as he returned the soft kiss, wrapping his arms around the taller boy and deepening it. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Ken felt Daisuke run his tongue over the seam of his lips and willingly opened mouth, giving Daisuke complete control of the situation. Hesitantly he met Daisuke's tongue with his own, welcoming it. He tasted of the the popcorn that covered him. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Eventually they had to pull away, having forgot to breath. They stared at each other eyes wide, with shock. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| "Wahoo!" Miyako cried, startling both boys. "If I had known I was gonna get a free show I would have brought a camera!" | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Both boys blushed, they had forgotten the others were even there. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| It was that moment that Taichi and Yamato stumbled out of the bathroom, looking little better than when they had entered. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Taichi took one look at the blushing boys, his quirking a brow. "I take it we missed something." | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| Ken just blushed brighter while Daisuke laughed a little nervously. | ||||||||||||||||||||||
| TBC.... ~~~~~ |
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| Shade: No. This is not the end! Do you think I would leave everyone hanging there like that? I'm not that cruel. Plus there's the whole revelation of feelings thing. Anyway, I had better get back to drama homework. As my best friend likes to say: Drama class hurts God. She has a weird Farfarello fixation. Please tell me who I should make dominant. They both seem about even. How about a lemon? Does anyone want one? I've never written one before but I could certainly try. |
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