Fortuna | By : Kali Category: Digimon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10778 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kali
Notes: This fic will come from Yamato’s POV. Why? Because it just turned out that way…and he’s one of my favourite
characters. *shrugs*
Well, this came about because I’ve been back into a Digimon 01/02
mood lately, as well as the fact that I hate to see a good fandom die. Not that I can resurrect a fandom all on my
own…but I’ll contribute!
Warnings: Let me see…yaoi, adult
language, adult situations, and probably a certain fluffy quality that may have
to do with the amount of cotton candy the characters may be consuming in this
fic.
Disclaimer: *checks* Nope. Still don’t own
it! Go jump in a swamp, lawyers.
Pairings:
Taito! *squeals* And DaiKen, Takari, and mentioning of Joe/Mimi, Izzy/Miyako.
Summary: A trip to the
amusement park and a little excursion to the fortune-teller are just the push
Yamato needs to realize something he's felt for a very
long time.
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FORTUNA
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Prelude
It started with a trip to the
amusement park.
Well, that’s
not entirely accurate, I suppose. It
probably all began a very long time ago, back when we original seven (and later
Kari, too) Chosen Children were whisked away to the Digital World for the first
time.
What ‘it’ am
I talking about? Oh, just the little
fact that I’m in love with my best friend – which
means I’m at the very least bi-sexual.
That part doesn’t bother me one bit. It’s just the part
about Taichi that had been keeping me awake at nights, making me blush and stumble
over my words whenever I was around him.
Me! Ishida Yamato. How utterly pathetic and embarrassing it
turned out to be.
Anyway, while I know now that I
loved Tai even back in the wild days of our digital youth, I only gained
realization and acceptance of that deep, abiding emotion a little over a month
ago. It was spring break and all of us Digidestined were out of school. With our busy lives, we hardly got to spend as much time together as any of us would have
liked. But this
week off presented an opportunity, and we weren’t going to waste it.
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Chapter
01
We gathered at Koushiro’s place
(otherwise known as ‘Izzy’ to us) after much negotiation before hand over D3s and email and a few phone conversations. There were twelve of us, after all, and
coordinating twelve people’s schedules is a delicate task. There, after being served
snacks and drinks by Izzy’s mom, we tossed around ideas for things we could do
over the break together.
“Soccer!” Chirped the two
goggle-headed leaders of our little circle immediately. Ken just smiled and stuffed a cookie in
Daisuke’s mouth, while everyone else groaned and protested.
“Not likely.” I said to Taichi, throwing a pillow from
Izzy’s bed (where I sat) at his head.
“Think up something else.”
“What’s wrong with soccer?” Daisuke complained after swallowing his
cookie. He gave Ken a deep pout. “Come one!
Back me up here!”
“Not everyone likes playing soccer
as much as we do, Dai.” The young, quiet
genius responded, patting his cinnamon-haired boyfriend on the shoulder in
consolation.
The pillow got
thrown back at me and Taichi scowled at me playfully. “Aww…the great
Ishida Yamato doesn’t want to get his hair messy or his clothes dirty playing a
friendly game of soccer?” He teased me
in a mocking voice. I frowned at him and
stuffed the pillow behind me as a back cushion.
“Yes and no.” I retorted.
“Yes, I would rather not get dirty over a soccer game – which, by the
way, wouldn’t stay ‘friendly’ very long with the twin terrors there…” I pointed
at Ken and Daisuke then at Taichi. “…and
you all playing.” Tai just rolled his
eyes at me and the others when they started laughing
in agreement. “And no, because I
wouldn’t have a problem playing soccer with you – but not when I know I’ll have
to play referee instead.”
“Alright fine.” Izzy interrupted, turning the conversation
back on track. “So what else can we do?”
“Well,…”
Iori spoke up quietly. “Remember how we
once had Tai, Matt, and Izzy pretend to go camping with us younger kids that one
time, so that we could go to the Digital World for several days without our
parents wondering where we were?” At our
nods – minus Ken, since he was still the Digimon Kaiser at that point – he
continued, “Why don’t we all go camping for real? I’ve never actually done it before.”
“Yeah! Iori’s right!” Miyako clapped her hands in a decisive
manner. “Staying over in the Digital World doesn’t count. That was, like, work or something.”
“Where would we go, though?” Joe wanted to know, pushing up his glasses on
his nose. “And how would we get
there? How do we pay for stuff, too?”
“Maybe we should save camping for
summer or something instead.” Sora
suggested. “I know us older kids at
least don’t really have a lot of money at the moment. And I know my mom wouldn’t like us going off
by ourselves without supervision – not away from home, anyway.”
Mimi flicked her pink-streaked hair
out of her face. “We aren’t children
anymore, Sora. They can’t keep us locked
away forever.”
“I know. But as long as we live under their roofs we
have to live by their rules.”
“What about the amusement park?” Takeru asked, cutting off Mimi’s reply. “That’s a safe, relatively inexpensive way to
have some fun, right? Then maybe we
could all just have a picnic at the beach some other day?”
“Oh!” Hikari smiled from her seat
beside my baby brother on the floor in front of the bed. “I think that sounds like a wonderful idea,
Takeru!”
Daisuke rolled his eyes. “Of course it does. You think all of Takeru’s ideas are genius.” He said it with sarcasm, but the wink he sent
them with it dispelled the negativity of his tone. They just rolled their eyes back at him.
“Quit being a jerk, Dai.” Ken admonished. Daisuke pouted.
“Actually, the amusement park sounds
like fun.” Taichi leaned back against
the wall and crossed his arms over his chest.
“The picnic idea sounds good, too.”
“And that’s your stomach talking,
big brother.” Hikari laughed at his
sheepish expression.
“Okay, so it’s agreed?” Izzy looked around at each of us, waiting for
protests or concerns. “Great! Now…when do we want to go and where should we
meet up before hand?”
“I think as soon as possible would
be perfect.” Joe sighed. “At least then I’d have all my
procrastination out of the way and I can get back to being stressed out and
overworked with my homework and studying.”
Collective groaning came from the
rest of us, then laughing and giggles. It was such a Joe comment, after all.
“Joe has a point, though.” I spoke up.
Everyone looked at me. “We have a
few days left for spring break, but we should make the most of them.”
“Well…” Sora glanced around at each
of us. “Why don’t we all go tomorrow
then?”
“Tai? Will Mom let us go?” Hikari asked.
Her older brother snorted indignantly.
“We don’t ask, Kari. We just tell her, ‘Mom, we’re going to the amusement
park with the gang. We’ll see you when
we get back.’ And then we go.”
“I don’t know…” Hikari shook her head, looking vaguely
concerned. I frowned at the expression
and made a mental note to get the story out of Tai later.
“Uh…everyone else think tomorrow is
good?” Miyako inquired. At all our nods, she cheered and whipped out her D-terminal
to make a note on the calendar. “Alright then! How
does tomorrow at 10 am sound? We can all
meet at the gates, and spend the day having the time of our lives!”
We all cheered at that. Miyako’s enthusiasm was a great motivator, I’d come to learn.
After a few more hours of general
chatting and catching up wit hone another, we finally trooped out of Izzy’s
room and went home.
Takeru and Hikari walked ahead of
Taichi and I on our way home. Daisuke was spending the night at Ken’s, otherwise he’d have been right there with us for the
walk, as would Sora have been if she hadn’t been staying over at Mimi’s that
night.
“So when are you planning on telling
me what’s wrong, Taichi?” I asked,
nudging my best friend in the side. “You’re
quieter than usual, and if you think I didn’t notice the looks you and Hikari
were sharing, then you must think I’m blind.”
“Lay off, Ishida. It’s nothing.” Taichi gave me a mild glare
and kept walking, though he did shove his hands in his pockets and frown. That, of course, made me frown, too, and I
laid a hand on his arm to get him to stop walking. He looked at me questioningly. “Matt?”
“Let’s go to the park, Tai.” I didn’t let him
protest. Instead, I called to our
siblings. “Hey,
Takeru! Hikari! You guys head home! Tai and I are going to make a stop at the
park for a while!”
Takeru smiled and waved, ushering
Hikari away. I grabbed Taichi’s hand and
pulled him along in the direction of the park.
“Matt! Hey!
You can let go, you know!”
“I’m not letting you run away until
you spill it and tell me what’s wrong. A
serious, depressed Taichi isn’t natural and I am the one who has to fix it.”
“You can’t fix everything, Yama.” He said softly, and there was so much regret
in his voice that I did release him. We’d made it to what had become a regular hang-out of ours,
ever since the early days of high school – the playground. At this time in the evening, there weren’t any kids around, which made it the perfect locale
for Digi-meetings or just plain getting together to
talk. He was really worrying me now,
though Tai almost never calls me ‘Yama’ – unless we’re
alone or he really needs to talk to me about something. He’s also the only
one who can call me that and get away with it, as I tended to death-glare
anyone else who tried it.
I’ve been
told my glare is indeed quite lethal.
“Okay, now I’m worried. Please talk to me, Tai. Even if I can’t help the problem, at least by
listening I can help you feel better, right?”
I sat on one of the lowest rungs of the jungle-gym
and patted the metal bar next to me. “Sit. Talk.”
Taichi heaved a rather large, heavy
sigh, and flopped down on the sand at my feet.
“You can’t change my mother, Yama, no matter how much I’d like you to.”
Finding the bar I sat on
uncomfortable, I slid off and sat next to him in the sand. “Your mom? What’s going on, Tai?”
“I don’t know. It wasn’t like this
after things settled down with the Digital World. She didn’t seem to
care if Kari and I went off and did our own things outside of home and
school. She didn’t try to keep tabs on
us, you know?” I nodded. My parents hadn’t
let Takeru and I run wild, but they didn’t try interfering in our lives
either. Mother had been a little clingy
to Takeru at first, but she got over it not long after she realized he wasn’t going to disappear for days on end again. As for me, well, she hardly knew what to
expect of me, after all, and Dad just asked that if I wasn’t
going to be around, then please leave a note.
It didn’t
sound like Taichi’s mom was being that reasonable, though.
“It started off small. Mom would ask where we were going and when we’d be back. That
was fine. I mean, it’s
normal parent stuff. But when she
started wanting to know exact details – stuff like who we were going to be with,
where all we would be, when we’d get there and when we’d leave, etc., etc., I
thought at first ‘okay, she’s trying to keep track of two teenagers; this isn’t
so strange.’ But then she started
demanding we keep our cell phones on us at all times, and that if we were going
anywhere other than school or wherever else we’d already told her we were
going, then we were to phone her and ask permission!” I blinked in shock and watched worriedly as
he got to his feet and began to pace, track pants making swishing noises as the
material moved against his skin. “I’m 18
years old! Kari’s 16! I don’t think I need
to ask permission to go to the theatre with you or the others, or to go play
soccer with Daisuke and Ken! Kari doesn’t need to ask permission to go shopping with Miyako or
to go the library on her own, or whatever!
Sure there are things I’d still ask if I could do it, but that’d be more
habit and respect for my elders not that I require parental permission!”
I got up and grabbed onto his
shoulders as he came past me in his stalking pace, and held him still. “Easy, Tai. You’re making me dizzy pacing like that.” I could feel him shaking with suppressed emotion,
and it hurt to know I couldn’t fix the problem. But I wasn’t the
Child of Friendship for nothing, and I’d do what I could no matter what. “Take a couple deep breaths, man, and calm
down.”
Surprisingly, he actually listened
to me for once, and after some deep breathing he finally slumped forward right
against me. If I hadn’t
had my hands on his shoulders he’d have fallen right over face-first to the
ground. “Tai? You alright?”
“No.
I’m so frustrated, Yama.” He
muttered into my shoulder where his head rested. I made soothing noises and simply held him,
not at all weirded out by his proximity or the
intimacy of it. Tai and I…had been
through too much and been friends for too long for this to seem weird to either
of us anymore. We’d
seen each other at our absolute lowest and worst times. Besides the fact that my best friend needed
comforting, I would do anything for him, if only he asked – and even if he didn’t.
“Don’t bottle it up, Tai. It’s obviously been eating at you for a long
time so get it out.” I encouraged,
unconsciously rubbing his back in soothing circles like
I used to do for Takeru when he was little and upset.
“It just gets worse. Every day she gets more and more neurotic and
paranoid. Kari and I have stopped
mentioning anything to do with the Digital World around her, including the
Digimon, and lately she hasn’t even wanted to let us
leave the house! For school, even, Yama! It’s like she can’t let us out of eyesight
for a moment!”
“Yikes.” I frowned and let my arms rest loosely around
him while I thought about it. Tai shifted
in my arms and curled his own around my waist snugly.
“You’re thinking. Share, Yama.”
He said, glancing upward at me expectantly.
“Hmm…well, it sounds like she is
extremely afraid you and Hikari will get messed up in another emergency and
have to go off to save the world again.”
I answered quietly. “I mean, we
were all pretty young when all that happened, and it’s not hard to understand
why she’d be worried about it happening again.”
“I know. I do!”
Tai groaned and moved away to go kick at a twig that
lay on the ground nearby. “I just…I
wish she’d just…”
“Get over it and lay off?”
“Yeah. Not even for my sake so much as Kari’s.” His face reflected an annoyed hopelessness.
Ah.
Now I understood completely.
Hikari, out of all of us, was rather special. As a teenager (well, a younger one until she
got to high school), she did have a few
personality…issues that had a lot of people – even from our little group –
tending to stay away from her and even being to hate her a little. She got over it, eventually, when she
realized how close she was to coming to losing her connection to some of the people
who were closest to her – all thanks to Taichi and my little brother.
But that’s
another story. When she was young, Hikari’s
health was rather fragile. She was
always getting sick – like she couldn’t fight off any
virus that would come around at school.
Her parents were always worrying about her – and Taichi, too. They were the closest pair of siblings I’d ever met. Even
Takeru and I had nothing on Taichi and Hikari.
And to make them even more paranoid about her
health, she was one of us – the Digidestined, the Chosen Children, whatever people wanted
to call us. As one of us, she was caught up in the greatest battles of good and evil we had to fight, like it or not. Hikari is the Child of Light (her name means ‘light’,
too), and we found out that because of the Light she represented and embodied,
she was therefore the most vulnerable to the opposite trait: Darkness,
and that was why her health was always so fragile.
Taichi, who had long ago assigned
himself as her protector, became even ore protective of her. However, Tai (and the rest of us) refused to
treat her as if she was made of glass because she’s not.
She is strong – very strong – in both body,
mind, and spirit. I took my cue from
Taichi in how I treated her. I could
understand how he felt. He confided to
me once that he wanted to be the one person in her life that treated her as a
normal kid and not something that might break in a strong wind. I hadn’t known how
sick she could get when I first met her, and when Taichi told me later, I found
I couldn’t treat her differently now that I did know. I had seen her be just as strong as her older
brother, in the initial fights with Myotismon when we’d found out Hikari was
the eighth Child.
Yagami
Hikari was definitely her brother’s sister.
So this
whole new wave of overprotective paranoia that Taichi was telling me about now made
perfect sense to me, as did his reaction to it.
Hikari had outgrown her vulnerability, had become strong against the
Dark, and it was hurting them both to have their once supportive (though
worried and protective) parents suddenly acting as if she was deathly ill and
Taichi was off fighting in the Digital World again.
“Have you tried talking to your
mom? Like, told her how this is making
you two feel and stuff?” I asked. Taichi sighed and flopped down to the sand
again, and I went and sat with him, hip to hip.
“I’ve been keeping just how bad it’s
gotten from Kari. She doesn’t
realize it yet. And
I had a fight with her a couple weeks ago.
It was ridiculous, and I’m glad Kari was gone with Miyako shopping at
the time so she doesn’t know about it.”
He leaned against me wearily and I nodded.
“What was it about?” Sometimes getting information out of Taichi
was like pulling teeth. He tended to
fall into thoughtful silences and forget he was talking to someone.
“I wanted to go to this soccer camp
this summer that I’d heard about. It’s
only for a week, and it’s being offered by one of the universities for
potential high school grads that are thinking of trying out for the team.” He began, brightening at the thought. I smiled at him.
“Sounds great – and like an
opportunity for you.” I commented.
“Yeah! My coach was really excited about it when he
got the invitation to extend to his players.”
His face fell. “But when I told
Mom about it…she heard the word ‘camp’ and immediately said no way.”
I flinched. Yep.
That was one definite way to get Taichi’s temper flaming without much
effort – getting between Taichi and soccer is guaranteed
to piss him off.
“Damn.” Was all I had to say so that Taichi knew I understood. That
fight couldn’t have been pretty.
“Yeah.” He scowled darkly and flopped backwards onto
his back with a huff.
“What did you do?”
“I blew up. I told her she had to let go and quit being
so overprotective, that I was an adult a long time ago, and capable of taking
care of myself – and Kari. And I told
her to butt out of Kari’s life, too, because she didn’t
need Mom’s smothering.” He gave a humorless
smirk. “She kind of gaped at me all speechless
then tried grounding me. I just walked
out of the house without another word.”
“Yikes. And your Dad?”
“He just…got mad at me and told me
to be more respectful of my mother, and that she only wants what’s best for her
children so we should do as we’re told.”
Taichi didn’t sound very impressed. I wasn’t
particularly impressed, either.
“I wish I had something helpful to
say.” I said quietly after a few minutes
of silence. Taichi shook his head and
rolled onto his side to look at me. His
eyes were a warm, sad brown that pierced right through me.
“I know. I’m grateful for the effort, Yama.” He responded just as softly. “Maybe you can’t solve my problems for me,
but just listening made me fell better.”
Taichi smiled a little and I smiled back, relieved.
“Good.” I replied.
He rolled over onto his back again, and I joined him lying there on our
backs and staring up at the night sky in silence for a while longer.
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Kali Notes: I’m going to do
something new and different (yay, joy)! At the end of each chapter of this fic, I
will give the episodes that are relevant to the chapter and/or inspired
something I wrote. They aren’t like footnotes, but just a little extra info – not to
mention easy reference for readers to go watch and refresh their memories as to
what the heck the characters are talking about.
Anyway, I hope you all are intrigued and interested enough to
review/comment and continue reading!
Thanks for your time! Please R/R!!!!
Relevant Episodes: Season 01, episodes 37 – 39, and 48. Season 02, episodes 19 and
20.
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