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Abandoned	By : Kuragari75 Category: Digimon > General Views: 4312 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon: Digital Monsters, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Kuragari: Yep, yet another digimon fic. don't worry I'm working on the others, but I was writing this one for a while and really liked the idea of it. Tai was so tired of this. How many of these God damned publicity stunts would he have to do before his dad gave him a break? He glared out the tinted window of the black car as his driver took them deeper and deeper into the heart of the middle city. Another club… son of a bloody bitch. His father had opened… what was it…four now? The wealthy patriarch of Kamiya Family Enterprises was always trying to better the lower cities; buying up businesses, putting in hospitals, and of course, night clubs. After all, nothing made a community feel safer than another seedy, prostitute ridden, bottom feeding shit hole where the music is way too loud, the bathroom way too dirty, and every drug conceived was freely available for a reasonable price. For no matter how hard Tai’s father tried, they always ended up that way. No club in Middle City stayed clean for long, and that was still cleaner than the one’s in the immigrant district. Ah, family and kids community material. Not that the clubs in the Upper City were any better. Cleaner yes, but nothing more than primped and preened nobles talking business amid elegant, boring music and far too watered down drinks. There were, of course, the back rooms where those with a more primal need came to watch, display or purchase a beautiful body, generally that of a pristine, blonde pet bred solely for the pleasure of the noble population. Tai let out what must have been the twentieth sigh inside of ten minutes. At least he would be spared the Upper City’s finest and their daughters hounding his every step tonight. Not many of the pompous high class were willing to venture past the clean, white, sterile wall that separated the Upper City from the lower drabble, his father included. And so, Taichi Kamiya found himself shuttled and hustled to every opening of every Middle City club, hospital and general store that his father was too chicken shit to attend. This newest club, Tantalize, was decorated with blue and green neon lights with a sign decked out in red on a black brick building. There was already a line outside that ran down and wrapped around the block. Tai groaned at the sight and wondered if bashing his head into the window would get him out of this. It wasn’t necessarily the clubs that he dreaded, or the many lower class citizens bustling to get in; it was all the publicity, the reporters and managers clamoring to speak with him and kiss his ass. He was dreading the next few hours of tip-toeing around all the bullshit and being unable to dance or drink for sake of his father’s image. As his driver and manservant, Joe, pulled up to the front and the cameras started flashing, Tai took a deep breath, opened the door, and plunged into the night. ----------------------------------------------------- Tai charged out the back door and into the dark alley to the side of the club. He was practically growling as he pulled his hardly used cigarettes out of his pocket and lit one up. He took a long drag, letting it out in a sigh as he dragged a hand through his dark brown hair. He really wasn’t up for this tonight. A couple reporters had gotten passed the security guards and he’d spent the last three hours trying to fend them off all the while dodging gold diggers of all shapes and sizes and doing his best not to tell the manager to get his fucking lips off his ass. Not too mention the music had given him a headache with no alcohol to ease the pounding. Why did he always agree to do this? Tai was startled from his brooding at a loud crash from further down the alley. The brunette studied the darkness for a moment, hearing what sounded like someone digging through a dumpster. At first he shrugged it off as some bum looking for some extra food, but then he heard the moans. He could hear harsh breathing, grunts and moans filtering through the dark and heaved another sigh. ‘Some asshole out with a trick then,’ he decided, pulling the last few drags from his cigarette. It disappeared under his boot heal and Tai turned to head back in, but was stop by a new level of noise from the alley. There were more moans to be heard, underneath the heavier sounds of what Tai guessed was the john, there was a softer, much more timid voice. The moans that matched that voice weren’t ones of pleasure or need, but of horror and shame with an underlining of pain. Tai removed his hand from the handle, turning back to the alley. Normally he wouldn’t have hesitated to head back inside, grab Joe, and just leave, but there was something in that pitiful whimpering that gave him pause, some quiet desperation for everything to end. Tai stepped down into the alley just as the john’s moans were coming to a climax. Tai shuddered in disgust at the man’s satisfied sounds as the brunette made his way towards the back of the alley. He found the two nestled in between two large dumpsters, the trick a crumpled, dirty, whimpering pile on the ground with his poor excuse for pants around his ankles. All Tai could make out of the boy was pale skin soiled by semen and blood, and a mop of matted blonde hair. A pet then. A rather large, disgusting looking fellow was tucking himself back into his pants and grinning down at the cowering blonde. The man turned with a lazy smile when he heard Tai approaching. “Ah, come to have a go? Jewel this one… got him all slicked up for you,” he laughed, the pathetic creature on the ground huddling away from the sound. The man tossed a bill at the pet’s feet and moved toward Tai who got out of the man’s way to avoid touching him. He positively reeked of boos and body odor. Tai waited until he could no longer hear the man’s footsteps before approaching the dejected pet, the crumpled bill still lying by his feet. His guess was the poor thing had been abandoned, tossed aside like a toy that had lost it’s interest, left to fend for itself in a cruel world that wouldn’t take pity on him. Tai knelt down next to the blonde, ignoring the way he tried to scoot away from him. Reaching down, Tai picked up the crumpled 50 and tossed it aside. He couldn’t figure out why the man had bothered paying the pet. Since they were considered little more than property in the upper sectors, no one would sell anything to an abandoned pet, no matter how much money they waved around. Most likely it would just get the pet mugged and killed. Most likely the man had been too wasted to realize exactly who and what he was fucking. Brown eyes looked over the dirtied boy before him, judging the pet to be around his age and in poor shape. The clothes the pet had probably managed to pull from a dumpster did nothing the keep the body warm and were barely holding together. There was a tattered black-leather collar on the pale column of neck, the golden locks of hair were caked in mud and grim. When Tai looked further along the trembling face, startled brown met terrified blue. The pet had been watching him the entire time and Tai found himself at a loss of what to say or do. He wasn’t even sure why he was sitting beside the pet in the first place, and now, locked with those startling blue eyes, he wasn’t sure what he was going to do next. Luckily, he was saved from any attempts at awkward conversation when those blue eyes rolled up and the pet passed out. Tai sighed heavily, he seemed to be doing that a lot lately, and looked once more over the battered body of the pet. He could easily just turn around and walk away. Tai was well aware he couldn’t just go around picking up every stray that he felt sorry for. But still, there was something about this pet that wasn’t letting him leave. Something haunting about those eyes that had Tai putting the pet back together and taking out his cell phone. “Sir?” Joe answered, his voice loud as he tried to talk over the music. “Joe, I’m ready to head home. I want you to grab the car and bring it around to the side alley. I’ll be waiting for you on the street,” Tai ordered, tearing the pet’s useless shirt and using it to clean the blonde up before shoving him back into his pants. “Sir? I don-…” Joe started to protest. “Just do it!” Tai yelled, frustrated and hung up the phone. Wrapping his coat around the comatose pet, Tai hefted the body into his arms, almost disturbed at how light the blonde proved to be, and moved to the street corner. Joe knew better than to question him twice and the brunette headed out to meet his driver. He ignored the raised eyebrow Joe gave him and barked at the man to open the door. Joe hesitantly obeyed and allowed his boss to pile his burden into the back seat. “Sir, you can’t be ser-” “Don’t start,” Tai barked, really not in the mood for a lecture. “Just drive us home.” His head was pounding still and he just wanted to get back to the estate. He climbed in next to the pet and slammed the door on Joe who still looked ready to argue. Settling in for the drive home, Tai propped the blonde against his chest, keeping the jacket wrapped tightly around the boy. Tai was still at a complete loss as to why he’d even consider taking in an abandoned pet. Frightened blue eyes flashed through his mind and Tai found himself clutching the blonde closer. Well, only time would tell if it would be worth it or not. Kuragari: Sorry if he seems a bit OOC... I'm working on that... anyway, let me know what you think. Also I've heard both Yagami and Kamiya for Tai's last name... but since his mother uses Kamiya that's the name I'm using for him. If it's spelled wrong or something feel free to point it out.)
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