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Precious Things	By : ChaoticSpecter Category: Digimon > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3752 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Precious Things

Chapter
5a: Kiss the Rain

By:
ChaoticSpecter

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon.

A/N: This chapter fic contains Shonen Ai. If you are uncomfortable with
male/male relationships please it the back button on your browser. Everyone
that remains, enjoy. I would like to thank all of my reviewers. I greatly
appreciate you guys taking the time to tell me what you think of my fic. I
would also like to offer special thanks to Anime
Writer2 for the beta job.

It�s four o�clock in the morning
and I�m staring outside of the living room window while listening to �Kiss the Rain� for the hundredth time [1]. If Takeru were here, he would
have tried to kill me a long time ago and Yamato� Well his absence is the
reason I�m sitting here right now.

I miss him so much--I miss him
so much it hurts. I didn�t even know it was possible to miss someone this much
until Yamato left--Fucking tour. I don�t want Yamato to be gone; I want him to
be here with me.

This is all so weird. I�m not
used to missing anyone or anything. I didn�t miss Odaiba after I left and I
sure all dll didn�t miss the Niwa�s. The only time I remember missing anyone
was after my parents died. I barely remember them now; all my memories of them
are vague.

But I miss Yamato. I feel like a
part of me is missing; I need him here to be complete-- I don�t want to do
anything when he�s gone, nothing has any meaning. There�s no reason to wake up
in the morning if I can�t see his face; there�s no reason for me to go to sleep
at night if I�m not in his arms. Nothing has any color; everything is gray [2].

I sound pathetic. I didn�t know
I was even capable of being this sappy until Yamato. But I don�t care about how
sappy I�m being right now; I just want Yamato to be here. I want him to hold me
in his arms, I want him to whisper in my ear, and I want him to�Hell I don�t
care what he does. I just want him near me. I want to see him; I need him--I
need him more than I�ve ever needed anything.

Phone calls are not enough--They
get start to loose meaning after a while. I feel like calling me is a chore to
him, that he would rather be doing something else. There�s always so much
activity going on whenever he calls. He�s always at some party or some club.
The one time he called me when he wasn�t otherwise engaged, he got mauled by
groupies--They just came out of nowhere and jumped him. I would probably have
found that funny if I hadn�t been so damn jealous.

Yes, I was jealous of his
groupies; jealous of the fact that they got to see and touch my Yama while I
was sitting at home missing him something fierce--The bitches. I yelled at
Yamato for an hour after that happened and I refused to take his calls for a
week. That just ended up hurting me in the end. When I accepted his calls I
could at least hear his voice, refusing to accept them left me with nothing.

Yamato was pretty pissed at me
after that. The day I started taking his phone calls again I got bitched out.
In the end I promised not to do something like that again and Yamato said he
would try to call when nothing else is going on. He hasn�t held up his end of
the bargain though. I haven�t brought it up, but I know he knows that I�m
thinking it every time he calls me because he apologizes before I can even say
anything about it.

I�m being such a bitch to Yamato
without really meaning to. It�s a wonder he hasn�t snapped at me yet. Hell, I
would have snapped at me a long time ago, I�m really starting to annoy the hell
out of myself--I know I�m annoying him. But he doesn�t say anything to me about
it, he just tells me how much he loves and misses me. Which makes me feel like
an ungrateful asshole on a daily basis.

Damn, I�ll be glad when he comes home, then I�ll be able to
apologize to him in person. I�ll be able to see him, to hold him�

Damn it I miss him.

~.~.~.~.~.~

I learned shortly after Yamato
left that I can�t sleep without him. It just doesn�t work no matter how hard I
try--I just can�t sleep alone anymore. This is weird considering the fact that
I�ve spent my whole life sleeping alone. All it takes is a few months of
sleeping with Yamato consistently and I�m no longer able to. I guess that�s
what happens when you become dependent on someone.

I roll over and stare at Takeru.
He looks very peaceful when he�s asleep; not nearly as happy as he is when he�s
awake. He sleeps with me whenever I miss Yamato too much, whenever being alone
becomes too much for me--Sweet boy. Most of the time his just being here helps
me sleep, but sometimes it�s not enough.

Damn it I miss Yamato so much. I
miss having his arms around me, breathing in his scent every time I inhale. I
miss being able to rest my head upon his chest and hear his heartbeat, the
sound of his voice, his fingers in my hair�

A strangled sob worked its way
from my throat and Takeru�s eyes snapped open.

�Tai, are you okay�?� he asked
voice full of concern.

�I�m fine,� I answered while I
rubbed at my eyes.

�I know you miss him,� he
whispered and pulled me into his arms. �It�s ok, he�ll be back in a few days.
You�ve already survived the worst of it.� That made sense; Takeru could always
make me feel better.

I rested my head against
Takeru�s shoulder and chuckled as a thought occurred to me. �I wonder what Yama
would think if he were to walk through the door right now.� Yamato could be
really jealous if given the chance--It�s quite hilarious

�He would think that his brother
was comforting his boyfriend while he was away,� Takeru replied solemnly.

It was quiet for a while before
I spoke again. �Teeks�?�

�Yeah�?�

�When are you and Daisuke going
to start dating? Hanging around you guys with all the sexual tension is
tiring.�

Takeru inhaled sharply before he
answered. �We�re going on our first date next Friday,� he whispered. I�m pretty
sure if the light were on his face would be lit up like a Christmas tree from
blushing so hard.

�Finally,� I muttered. �Why next
Friday�? Why not tomorrow?�

�Nii-chan,� Takeru whined. He�s
been calling me that for a while--I like it. I get to be an older sibling, how
cool is that? [3]

�Okay, I�ll stop asking
questions.�

�Thank you. Are you okay now,
nii-chan? Can you go to sleep?�

�Hai, ototo, I can sleep.� [4]

Takeru went to sleep shortly
after this. I have my ototou with me, now all I need is for Yamato to bring
himself home and this family unit can be complete.

~.~.~.~.~.~

�Yama,� I slammed into Yamato as
soon as he stepped through the door, bags in hand. I covered his face with
kisses and enfolded him in a hug so tight I was sure I was cutting off his air
supply. Damn, I�ve never been so happy to see anyone in my life.

Yamato was just as enthusiastic
when greeting me, hugging me just as tight as I was hugging him, planting
kisses on my face and neck, whispering how much he missed me.

�You might want to move out of
the doorway,� Takeru said pulling me out of amatamato induced haze. I looked at
Yamato and smiled. I�m pretty sure I was wearing one of those big goofy looking
smiles that people wear when they are happy as hell--You know the kind that
make you look like a dumbass, but you�re too happy to stop smiling?

Yamato smiled in return,
although his wasn�t goofy; couldn�t be considered remotely goofy actually. It
was more of a self-satisfied smile, a slight curve of the lips, most of his
happiness shining in his eyes. It could be considered a smirk--And he had every
reason to smirk. Not once did I tell him how much I missed him when he was
gone, but I jumped him as soon as he walked through the door. Oh yeah, he was
loving this.

I clenched my hands in the front
of Yamato�s shirt and started to drag him the rest of the way into the
apartment, Yamato�s arms firmly around my waist the entire time. I didn�t want
to let him go and the feeling was mutual. I managed to trip over one of his
bags in the process--Takeru brought them into the apartment after I jumped Yamato
at the door.

After helping me catch my
balance, Yamato claimed my lips in a deep kiss. �I missed you,� I whispered
against his lips after we broke for air.

[1]
�Kiss the Rain� belongs to Billie
Myers.

[2]
I borrowed this line from an Inuyasha fic by Kayla Chavi titled �It all starts with a Kiss� great fic,
check it out.

[3]
Nii-chan means older brother.

[4]
Ototo means younger brother.
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