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The Cave	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Digimon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 1: The Kiss
“TK, hurry up!” Matt yelled to his younger brother as he ran down the hallway, almost tripping over the small hall table in his haste. Without slowing much (almost causing him to run into the wall at the turn), the blonde rushed into the living room, easily stopping in front of the couch. “Get up, Gabumon!” he yelled, shaking the blue-furred creature slumbering on the soft, maroon cushions of the loveseat.
A smaller blonde ran into the room, an orange, winged creature perched on his head. “What’s wrong, Matt?” he asked, breathing slightly heave from the rush (and nearly tripping on the hall table) down the hall.
“Tai called,” the older sibling replied, obviously getting annoyed with the couch’s furred occupant. “He needs help at the pier, rampaging digimon.” Moving behind the piece of maroon furniture, he yelled, “So get up!” Placing his hands under his sleeping digimon partner, he flipped the other onto the floor.
“I’m up, I’m up.” The calm voice did not convey annoyance or anger, Gabumon having understood Matt’s moods long before now. He had thought he would never see his human partner again four years ago, when the gate to the digital world closed. He was lucky, and got reunited with Matt (as the rest got to see their partners) when the new generation of Digidestined were chosen. With the gates now permanently open (or at least ‘unlocked’), some evil digimon escaped through from time to time, and the Old and New Digidestined had to quell them. Matt was merely doing his job.
And there was possibly something else.
“We are wasting time here!” The orange digimon on TK’s hat huffed.
“Patamon’s right,” TK agreed. “So hurry up, Matt! Don’t leave Tai waiting!” The older blonde did not catch the tease in his brother’s voice, only rushed out with Gabumon in tow. TK sighed and sped off after them. Matt still didn’t realize…

The brunette siblings watched the blonde ones approach. “What happened to the Hydramon?” Matt panted.
The older sibling was the one to reply. “It dove four or five minutes ago and we lost it. And I don’t know about you, but there is no way I’m going to dive in after it to find it.”
“So you’re just going to stand here useless?” Matt asked, agitation edging into his voice. His mind whirred with the possibilities. If Hydramon moved upstream (or down) it’d be in a populated area at least 5 minutes away. “What if Hydramon travels along the pier?”
“Do you really think I’m that stupid?” the other boy yelled back. “Geez, Matt! I already covered those areas! Jyou and Gomamon are with Izzy and Tentomon up the pier and Sora and Piyomon are with Mimi and Palmon are down! I wouldn’t just stand here while people could be at risk! How could you even think that!?”
“I don’t know,” he growled, sarcasm dripping like acid from his words. “It couldn’t be because I know how dense you can be and you joked around about losing Hydramon. You didn’t even make a move to explain that the other places were currently covered!”
Two sets of eye’s watched their brothers, then looked at each other. The small, blonde-haired boy sighed. “We had best go sit,” TK said, taking the girl’s hand in one of his pale ones. “This could take them a while, Kari; we’ll get tired standing around.” Kari nodded in agreement, letting Matt’s brother lead her over to a bench. The older blonde must had have insulted Kari’s brother for the brunette raised his voice a little higher. By this time there were few eyes not on the pair.
“Tai and Matt should just kiss and make up now,” Kari sighed, sitting next to her friend. Her cat-like digimon, Gatomon, climbed up and stood next to the girl, her ears twitching as if following a sound, alerting the children. At the same time, Gabumon and Agumon grabbed onto their respective companions, preventing the two from coming to physical blows.
“Yeah, they really need to stop fighting like that,” the blonde agreed. “It had been quite some time since their fights got this bad, yet recently they can’t even look at each other without causing an argument.” Kari’s nudge told him to shut up, and looking over at her, he could tell she was training to hear something.
“How dare you blame me of letting Hydramon get away!” Matt snapped, trying to get his digimon off his lag.
“You are the one who took so long to get here!” Tai yelled back, letting Agumon prevent him from knocking his best friend to the ground. “Kari and I (yes, Tai is smart enough to use proper grammar, because I say so!) fought Hydramon until he ran (er, swam, Tai… Swam) away! I didn’t see you here!”
“You two were only here by chance since Kari wanted some ice cream by the dock, so don’t give me that crap! I came as fast as I could once you called! I couldn’t have—“ A crashing noise, and a scream, cut him off. Spinning on his heels, Matt barely had time to yell “No!” when Hydramon dove at the bench his and Tai’s little siblings were resting on.
Gatomon’s ears had saved them, though, for the kids already knew about the approaching digimon and had managed to lunge out of the way, leaving Hydramon with nothing but a mouthful of wood and metal.
Matt, icy blue eyes glaring and dispute temporarily forgotten, shouted, “Gabumon!” Said digimon nodded at the command, running towards the larger opponent.
“Agumon!” Tai said at the same time as Matt’s call, his own, dinosaur-like digimon following the other rookie digimon.
“Digivolve!” the two teens yelled in unison. Hydramon was facing them now, and had a good view of its demise. The two small forms rushing at it were suddenly aglow, their lighted bodies shifting and growing, twisting into their new forms. Greymon and Garurumon hit at the same time, reducing Hydramon to nothing but data fragments that would eventually find their way back to the digital world. That was not the subject on Matt’s mind, though, as he rushed over to TK and Kari.
Matt wrapped his brother in a tight hug. “I’m glad you’re okay,” he smiled. “That was a close call, huh?”
“We heard him in the water,” TK informed, stopping his brother’s smile. “You two must not have because you were arguing so loudly.”
Tai walked past Gabumon and Agumon (they had digivolved back) and stood with Kari, making sure she was okay. After a second of silence, the older brunette spoke up. “You’re such a hypocrite, Matt,” he spat, drawing an incredulous stare from the older boy. “You gripe at me for not thinking of the safety of others, yet get into such a fir that you can’t even hear the enemy when it’s right underneath you.” His worry for his sister affected his words.
“I don’t need to hear that from an arrogant bastard like you!” Matt yelled before he could think about what he was saying. He immediately regretted it. A pained look crossed Tai’s face. The entire pier silenced. TK looked at him accusingly. “I…” he tried to explain, but his voice sounded foreign in the stillness. Besides, he couldn’t think of what to say, anyway.
“C’mon Kari. Let’s go get your ice cream,” Tai said in a very small voice. He didn’t look at Matt when he stood. And then he turned his back to him, as if the other male didn’t exist. Kari looked back sadly at the two blondes.
A combination of sadness and undirected rage swelled in the fifteen-year-old. Letting go of TK and standing up, he took two steps towards Tai’s departing form, then stopped and turned, leaving in the opposite direction. TK desperately shot worried glances between Kari and Matt, torn between the girl he loved (though at this point they are not yet together) and helping his brother. He had only taken one step in the latter’s direction when he said, “Just go. Go be with Kari.”
“But brother—” TK’s voice showed his distress. And his desire to follow that order.
“I need to be alone for a bit,” Matt cut him off. Absently waving over his shoulder, Matt did not even show a hint of stopping. He needed to get away anyway, cool down a bit before confronting his best friend again. He would have to apologize profusely to make up for this mistake. The thought made him bite his lover lip. Why are we fighting so much? his mind replayed over and over again. Looking back at the digimon faithfully tailing him, he would have smiled had he not been so troubled. “Come here, Gabumon,” he said, just a hint of grief slipping through his mask. “I need you to talk to me without judgment.” The addressed party nodded and sprinted to catch up to his human friend.

Kari looked up at her brother when she saw the smaller blonde head towards them. Her brother’s face was set with a fake smile, the one he used then he was actually sad but didn’t want to worry other. Tears threatened to form in his deep brown eyes, causing his sister to gently squeeze his hand. “Right, what type of ice cream do you want?” Tai grinned. “Do you want some ice cream, too?” The second question was directed to the fair-skinned boy who had just caught up to them.
Obviously wounded by his brother’s words and actins, sadness invaded TK’s eyes. The brunette girl did not like the gloom growing around her and ‘accidentally’ kicked the boy in the shins, making him yelp and drawing a confused glance from Tai. “Cheer up, you two,” she scolded. “Matt’s just PMSing right now, as a girl I’d know this.” Kari’s smile widened as they all shared a well needed, hearty, real laugh that seemed to lift the two males’ spirits a bit. “Just give him a bit of time and he’ll come crawling back. You two can then kiss and make-out, I mean make up, as you always do.” The two younger kids watched Tai’s reactions to Kari’s ‘accidental’ (she seems to do that a lot) slip and were pleased when his cheeks took on a red hue.
Laughter erupted to his side, causing Tai to turn and say, “That’s not funny!” in his defense. “Come on, let’s get off this subject and get some ice cream. I’m hungry.”
Calming down until she was only quietly chuckling, Kari said, “You’re always hungry, Tai.” Grabbing Tai’s hand in one of her and TK’s in the other, the young girl took off down the pier. “I want strawberry!”
“Will you get me a chocolate swirl one, Tai?” TK asked, giving the older boy big puppy dog eyes.
“I offered before, did you expect me to say no now?” the teen asked, grinning like his normal, idiotic self.
“Can I have one too, Tai?” Patamon pleaded, drawing a “Yeah, me too!” from Agumon.
“I would like a sushi cone,” Gatomon said in her monotonous dialect, drawing strange looks from the companions. “What? I am a cat,” she offered as an explanation.”
The ice cream shop the young girl dragged them into was not the best choice. It was Matt’s favorite, and Tai immediately recalled all the times the two friends had spent an afternoon together here. “Tai, how can you eat that!?” Matt would always say as I sat down with my chocolate sundae topped with hot fudge, chocolate, caramel, and butterscotch syrup, M&Ms, Reese’s Pieces, chocolate, vanilla, and rainbow sprinkles, strawberries, cherries, candy bar bits, and whip cream. No matter how many times I got that, his reaction was always the same. The football player sighed at the memory, and could not suppress a chuckle at Matt’s stupefied expression when Tai was able to finish the entire concoction. But he wouldn’t have the other male to stare incredulously at him as he sat down this time.
The younger kids and digimon walked out of the shop, each carrying a rapidly vanishing cone of ice cream in their hand. Tai was smiling at them, yet, for some reason, was not holding a cone of his own. His appetite had suddenly vanished, for reasons he didn’t understand. “Do you want me to take you home, TK?” Tai asked after listening in on their conversation for a few minutes.
The younger boy looked back at him, confused. “What do you mean?” he asked.
“I’m not feeling well, so I’m heading home,” Tai explained.
“TK can take me home later,” Kari spoke up. “Go home and lay down for a bit.” Concern was evident in her voice. Tai had been saying he didn’t feel well that morning, but it appeared to clear up so they went out. “Patamon and Gatomon can protect us; you go home so you don’t catch a cold.”
Tai hugged his younger sister. “Thank you, Kari,” he whispered in her ear before turning and heading home. Looking back over his shoulder, he called, “Try to be home by 8!”
The two twelve year olds waved at his back before heading farther down the docks. “Those two are so helpless…” Kari sighed.

Matt had made it halfway home before he broke down. No, not crying breakdown. More like an ‘I have to figure this out before it drives me insane’ breakdown. Back slumped against the wall, ass on the cold pavement, and blonde hair trying to fall in his eyes but held in place by the excessive amount of products used on it, the teen released a sigh as he began. “I don’t understand why I keep being so rude to him,” he told Gabumon dejectedly. “Lately when I see him I just can’t help it.” The blue-furred digimon placed a hand on his comrade’s shoulder. “I might have seriously screwed up this time. I always apologize right after a fight. But, even that might not have helped. I have never said something like that to Tai before.”
“It cannot hurt to try, Matt,” his partner calmly stated. “Tai is not one to hold a grudge because some bad words were said. You two are best friends. You may fight, but you never give the other up. You wouldn’t have been friends for this long if something like this could break you apart, right?” Gabumon smiled as the teenager looked up at him. The latter returned the former’s grip on his shoulder, fingers sinking into the digimon’s soft fur, and stayed like that for a good minute.
Matt nodded. “I guess you’re right, Gabumon,” he said. “I’m glad that you can be the voice of reason when I can’t be it myself.” Using the wall as a stabilizer, he got his feet under him and stood up. “I just wish the thought of facing Tai wouldn’t make me so apprehensive. But I will sure have a lot of apologizing to do. Geez, why’d I get so upset over being called a hypocrite? He was only being honest. Sheesh, I didn’t know Tai even knew what hypocrite meant…” Matt laughed quietly at that, it always was entertaining to make fun of how dense his friend was. The brunette would usually join in and laugh harder than Matt.

It took Tai a minute to realize the door was locked and he had to use the key to unlock it. He felt groggy and Matt’s words filled his mind. Is that really how Matt felt? his inner voice asked.
The teen lazed into the kitchen and rummaged through the cupboards. Several items were removed from their respective compartments and placed on the counter, but when he turned back to them he noticed he hadn’t been hungry in the first place. Leaving the cans of instant soup and bags of junk food, Tai started back towards the living room.
Agumon watched the strange behavior of his partner, a person he truly believed housed a world (or at least half of one) in his stomach if his eating habits indicated anything, in silence. Entire households in Africa could be fed for a week on what this boy had in one day. Now, though, he had skipped not only ice cream, but also dinner. “Tai, are you okay?” the little dinosaur digimon asked.
The addressed teen sighed and shook his head. “I don’t know,” he admitted, sitting down on the sofa, resting his head in his hands. “This whole thing… Is getting out of control…”
“Are you really that mad at Matt?” Agumon asked. “Yes, he did say some things he shouldn’t have, but is that what has gotten you so worked up? It has happened before.”
“You’re right,” he murmured. “It is partially the fights, though. Recently when I’m near Matt, I get this weird, awkward feeling, almost like butterflies in my stomach, and my mind seems to cloud over. And then we fight, and I lash out at him, but it just makes me feel sick afterwards.”
“Have you ever told Matt about all this?” Agumon asked. He knew Tai hadn’t, but his hopes were that maybe his Digidestined would actually follow through with that option if it was mentioned.
“Yeah, let’s just give him one more thing to throw in my face,” Tai replied, hurt, turning away from his orange digimon. “I think I’ll stay here a while, you should head up before me.” He avoided Agumon’s eyes, but felt the small companion squeeze his hand comfortingly before slowly heading up the stairs.
No matter how he looked at it, one sentence kept appearing with sickening repetition: Why did his words hurt so much? Fighting was a daily routine for the two friends, but never before had he felt this sting before, at least not this strong. It beat keenly in his chest, like the sound of a clock in a silent room, or the slight tap-tapping coming from the door. The door! (A/N: I was listening to my pocket watch when I wrote this part, so if the clock part didn’t make sense, that is why it’s in there.)
A quick glance at the clock showed 7:14—7:14!? Where did the last few hours go!?—and Tai scrambled off the couch, thinking he had locked the front door and Kari couldn’t get in. Apparently it slipped his mind that he was the only one who ever forgot his key. As he turned the doorknob, his mind didn’t register that it was already unlocked. As a matter of fact, as soon as he saw who was on the other side of the portal his mind didn’t register anything.
The chill air nipped at his face. Matt wasn’t sure exactly how long it had taken him to get there, but will all the detours and relapses and backtracks he realized he had to have gotten more exercise than he normally got in a week. And now he was facing a Tai who was either too pissed or too shocked to say anything. “May I come in?” the blonde prompted, feeling the same strange fluttering in his chest he normally got when he saw the other teen. “I need to talk to you, and I would rather it not be out here.
Tai was acting as if he had just seen a stampede of monkeys cross the street behind his friend and he just then realized the other male was actually there. “Oh, uh… Yeah,” he managed to stutter out, gesturing Matt and Gabumon inside. The digimon’s scan of the room prompted Tai to say, ”Agumon is in my room.”
“Thanks, Tai,” Gabumon politely remarked, turning and walking up the stairs just to the right in the entryway. As his digimon left him to his task at hand, Matt felt that inevitable fight or flight response. He had almost taken off as he was waiting for the other to answer the door, but Gabumon had fortified his resolve.
Now that resolve was gone, and Matt found words were suddenly hard to formulate. He did manage to get out, “I came to apologize,” but stumbled after that. Tai understood, though. The blonde boy never had been good at expressing himself. Just being there was enough.
“Would you like a popsicle?” The brunette asked. It was obvious Matt was uncomfortable, so the question was meant to calm him a bit, to show him that everything was alright between the two.
Matt sighed gratefully, knowing the other teen had already forgiven him, the knowledge making his heartbeat speed up slightly. “Yeah, that would be nice,” he replied. Apologies were still necessary, but now they could joke about the whole matter once the formalities were done.
“What flavor? Cherry?” Tai asked, the fact that the stinging in his chest was replaced by the butterflies again not escaping his notice. One of his stupid grins was plastered on his joyous face as he grabbed Matt’s wrist and went to turn and drag the other male into the kitchen.
His actions were purely impulsive. Tai had turned about half way when Matt grabbed his other wrist, the one not restraining his own hand. The tug was slight, but enough to turn the surprised brunette back to face him. And before the blonde recognized those actions, his next one was already in motion. Leaning forward, he gently planted his lips on Tai’s.
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