Waiting, Book 2, Chapter 13:2
The hell Matt had been living is finally over. Ken is out of Matt's life for good. Matt can now put everything behind him and start over. But a certain gang seems to think differently... Taito. Sequel to Untold Secrets, but works as stand alone.
Digimon - NC-17 - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 14 - Words: 99633 - Updated: 11-21-05 - Published: 11-01-01
Disclaimer: Not mine. Song is Tobira no Mukou he, by Yellow Generation, and is the second ending for Full Metal Alchemist.
Author's Notes: I'm so sorry T____T It's been like a year since I worked on this. And with all the drastic fandom changes I went through, it's kind of hard to get back into the Digimon swing of things. And there's the fact that I no longer like writing in first person point of view... I hope this chapter isn't too terribly bad though, I did my best! This is the final chapter from Taichi, and also the final chapter aside from an epilogue chapter from Yamato. I know; it's not what I was originally going to do, but I thought doing the same stuff again from Yamato's pov would be really boring for me to write. So, this is what you get. I also don't know if I ever mentioned, but there will be no more Japanese used in this fic, save Yamato's "otousan" perhaps -.-
--->Translation:
|The two of us are screaming all the time
|Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
|Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
|If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
|So break through, beyond the door|
Waiting
Chapter 13:2-Revelations
by: butterflie, formerly known as Crimson Goddess
*sequel to Untold Secrets*
|Bokura wa itsudemo sakenderu
|Shinji-tsuzukeru dake ga kotae ja nai
|Yowasa mo kizu mo sarakedashite
|Mogaki-tsuzukenakereba hajimaranai
|Tsukiyabure tobira no mukou e|
Everything afterwards happened in a whirlwind of motion. The ambulances arrived, Kenji was whisked away in one without preamble, Yamato in another, the police showed up, and we were assaulted with questions. I didn't say anything, I wasn't really sure what was going on anymore. It was all too confusing, and I hurt too much from the fight. The police seemed to realize this, and backed off for the time being.
We were all taken to the hospital, except for Ken. He'd been arrested again, and taken away. He didn't protest it, although in a way I found myself wanting to. It was strange. He'd done so much to hurt Yamato, but then in the end he'd come back to help us. Why, I didn't know.
There was a lot about the whole situation I didn't know, actually. And it didn't help that shortly after I'd gotten to the hospital, I passed out.
I woke with having no sense of how much time had passed. The room was dark though, so I guessed it'd been several hours. I looked around for a bit, belatedly realizing that I was in my own room and not at the hospital. I'd been brought home, obviously by my parents. Speaking of, where were my parents? And Hikari?
I got out of the bed, careful of the large bruise on my side courtesy of Tetsuya's foot. My whole face also ached pretty bad, and I dimly remembered falling on it at some point. At the time, I'd been so focused on Yamato I'd hardly noticed it, but now it really hurt.
I left my room and headed down the hall, hearing dim voices coming from the living room. I figured that's where my parents were, and I was right.
"Mom? Dad?" I asked softly, coming into the room. They looked up when they heard me, and Mom jumped up, coming over to me and putting her hand on my forehead. It was a purely reflex reaction that normally would have annoyed me, but for once I didn't mind. It meant she wasn't still scared of me, at least.
"What time is it?" I asked, too tired to bother focusing my eyes on a clock.
"It's a little after one," Dad answered me quietly. "In the morning," he added unnecessarily.
"Where's Hikari?"
"We sent her to Miyako's house," Mom answered, finally removing her hand, satisfied that I didn't have a fever.
"Oh..." I went over to the couch and sat down at the end opposite Dad. Mom hovered around me.
"Are you hungry?" she asked. "Thirsty? Shall I get something?"
I shook my head. For once, food was the last thing on my mind. "No... it's okay. I'm fine. What..." I hesitated. "What happened?"
"We were kind of hoping you could tell us. All we know is that there was some kind of fight, with those boys you attacked last time."
"I didn't attack them this time!" I cried out immediately. For some reason it seemed important to establish this. "They jumped me an' Yamato. Well, they hit Yamato and then grabbed me. It was so fast and then we were all fighting." I went on to briefly sketch out the details of the fight, leaving out the curse words and that one disgusting kiss from Ayashi. I struggled desperately not to cry when I told them how Sento had stabbed his own brother, had stabbed Kenji. "Is he dead?" I asked them then, though I knew the answer. I'd seen him with my own eyes.
My mother sighed. "Yes," she said softly, gently, and I had to look away from them for a moment. Closing my eyes and still trying not to cry. I'd never been as close to Kenji as Yamato, but he'd still been a good friend, someone I'd enjoyed hanging with and cared about. Knowing that he was now gone was hard to deal with.
I didn't want to think about it. "How's Yamato?"
"Recovering, I'd imagine. He's staying at the hospital for awhile. He hasn't woken yet. That stab wound was pretty bad."
I nodded, still hearing Yamato's screams echoing in my mind. It wasn't something I'd forget anytime soon. I had no doubt that it was bad. "I want to see him tomorrow," I stated firmly.
My parents just nodded, knowing better than to try and change my mind.
Yamato finally woke up a couple of days later. I wasn't there at the time, but I'd gotten his father to agree to call me whenever he did. The plan was to immediately rush down to see him, and I'd gotten halfway through the front door when my sister's soft words stopped me.
"I think you should wait."
"Huh?" was my intelligent response.
"He just woke up, right?"
I nodded, a bit dumbly, having no idea where she was going with this.
"Well, he probably has no clue what's going on. He doesn't know what happened to your friend. He doesn't know that Ken showed up, and that Ken helped you. Do you want to be the one to tell him?"
I hesitated. I hadn't thought about that, and the truth was, I didn't want to be the one to tell him. Didn't want to tell him that his tormentor suddenly turned into his ally, or that I'd failed to keep his drummer or good friend from dying. Especially not when I still didn't have all the answers about the whole thing myself.
But I also knew that if I wasn't the one to tell him, he'd never forgive me.
I wavered, uncertain. "I..." What to do? I wanted to see him, but I wasn't ready to face him. If I was going to face him, then I wanted to be prepared. And that meant having all the answers...
Suddenly, I knew who I was going to see. I went back inside and made two quick phone calls, one to Yamato's father, asking him to please let me be the one to tell him about Kenji and Ken. Then I headed back out the door, waving bye to Hikari.
Ny's sister let me in the house when I knocked. "He and Ratsuii are in the back," she said, indicating to his bedroom. I thanked her, removing my shoes before heading back there. They looked up when I walked in. Ratsuii offered me a small smile, but Ny just kind of stared at me blankly. It startled me a bit.
"Hey," I said quietly. "I... I'm sorry. About Kenji."
"He was my cousin."
"What?" I jerked, suddenly terribly unnerved.
"My cousin," Nyusumi repeated dully. "We never told anyone. I'm not sure why. It just never really came up, and then there was a good reason to not tell people."
"What -what reason was that?" I had a feeling I didn't really want to know.
"Ken."
I closed my eyes. I definitely did not want to know.
"So where does Ken fit in with this?" Ratsuii asked, sounding confused. I guess he hadn't known the truth either.
"Ken's... Ken is also our cousin," Ny admitted.
"What?!" I yelled. "No way!" Ken, related to them? That was impossible. It didn't make sense. We would have heard about it before, or something. Back when Ken was an insanely popular eleven year old and his life was being spread all over the media.
"My mom's sister had him. She died, and the Ichijouji's adopted him. He was too young to remember, and they never told him. But we knew, and Kenji and his brothers did too."
"Hey, that time!" Ratsuii said suddenly.
"What time?" I asked, blinking.
Ratsuii ignored me, turning to Ny. "That time we had band practice, and I'd brought Gen along. You said to Kenji that your mutual friend had come to see you--was that Ken you meant?"
Ny nodded. "But I don't know if you want to hear it, Taichi."
"Let's have it," I said grimly. "I am sick of secrets."
He sighed. "Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you. Ken came to see me because he'd found out the truth some time back. Kento and Sento had apparently told him, and they wanted him in their gang. What he did to Yamato, that was supposed to be his initiation, and it was only supposed to be once. I don't know why he continued it, or why he'd agreed to it in the first place. I don't know why anyone would want to be a part of that stupid gang! It's awful, the things they do and get away with and enjoy--"
"Please stop," I said, feeling sick thinking about it. What Ken had done to Yamato had just been... gang initiation? It wasn't too hard to imagine that once Ken had gotten a taste of it, he'd like it and want more. It brought me back to the days of the Digital World, when Ken had gotten his kicks out of hurting the Digimon there. But, he hadn't realized they were real, either. He definitely knew Yamato was real. Even if he did show up at the end to help us, it was hard to accept.
Ken was a very conflicted human being. It made me glad that he'd been arrested again. Felt safer.
"I... thanks, Ny. For telling me. I appreciate it. I've, uh, gotta go now though. Sorry."
Ny just nodded at me. "Later, Taichi."
I saw myself out, wondering the whole time how I would tell this to Yamato. It would hurt him a lot. He'd finally been starting to heal, to accept what had happened to him and start to get over it, and now I had a whole new twisted angle to throw at him. I wished I didn't have to tell him, but if he ever found out and knew that I'd already known, he'd kill me for sure. I couldn't keep it from him. It'd be worse than telling him.
Still, it would be a major blow. It looked like I would be waiting a long time for him to heal completely. If he ever did.
I let out a sigh, and then started on my way home. Tomorrow I'd go visit him. And then I'd tell him everything. There would be no more untold secrets between us ever again.
End Part 13:2.
Author's Notes: ahah, omg. this fic is so OOC it kills me. killz me ded T___T It's never going up on ffnet, for sure. But I have no will to go back up and clean it up. It's too large, and I've lost interest. Anyways, one more chapter after this! It'll be an epilogue of sorts, from Yamato's point of view, and it'll be sixteen years later. And then, just because it's something I always planned on doing, I'll tack on a last extra chapter that'll have some excerpts I wrote out for the story but never incorporated into the actual fic, either because they didn't fit or I didn't want them to be part of it. But there'll be some pretty surprising things xD There will also be rambling scribblings and character tidbits of the sort. Just because. Anyways, I have class tomorrow. So I won't be staying up to write anymore, I'll be going to bed. Hopefully, I'll get around to the epilogue part soon ;_; I've dragged this fic out for far too long.
part fourteen
Digimon - NC-17 - English - Romance/Angst - Chapters: 14 - Words: 99633 - Updated: 11-21-05 - Published: 11-01-01
Disclaimer: Not mine. Song is Tobira no Mukou he, by Yellow Generation, and is the second ending for Full Metal Alchemist.
Author's Notes: I'm so sorry T____T It's been like a year since I worked on this. And with all the drastic fandom changes I went through, it's kind of hard to get back into the Digimon swing of things. And there's the fact that I no longer like writing in first person point of view... I hope this chapter isn't too terribly bad though, I did my best! This is the final chapter from Taichi, and also the final chapter aside from an epilogue chapter from Yamato. I know; it's not what I was originally going to do, but I thought doing the same stuff again from Yamato's pov would be really boring for me to write. So, this is what you get. I also don't know if I ever mentioned, but there will be no more Japanese used in this fic, save Yamato's "otousan" perhaps -.-
--->Translation:
|The two of us are screaming all the time
|Just continuing to believe isn't the answer
|Expose your weaknesses and your wounds
|If we don't continue to struggle, nothing will begin
|So break through, beyond the door|
Waiting
Chapter 13:2-Revelations
by: butterflie, formerly known as Crimson Goddess
*sequel to Untold Secrets*
|Bokura wa itsudemo sakenderu
|Shinji-tsuzukeru dake ga kotae ja nai
|Yowasa mo kizu mo sarakedashite
|Mogaki-tsuzukenakereba hajimaranai
|Tsukiyabure tobira no mukou e|
Everything afterwards happened in a whirlwind of motion. The ambulances arrived, Kenji was whisked away in one without preamble, Yamato in another, the police showed up, and we were assaulted with questions. I didn't say anything, I wasn't really sure what was going on anymore. It was all too confusing, and I hurt too much from the fight. The police seemed to realize this, and backed off for the time being.
We were all taken to the hospital, except for Ken. He'd been arrested again, and taken away. He didn't protest it, although in a way I found myself wanting to. It was strange. He'd done so much to hurt Yamato, but then in the end he'd come back to help us. Why, I didn't know.
There was a lot about the whole situation I didn't know, actually. And it didn't help that shortly after I'd gotten to the hospital, I passed out.
I woke with having no sense of how much time had passed. The room was dark though, so I guessed it'd been several hours. I looked around for a bit, belatedly realizing that I was in my own room and not at the hospital. I'd been brought home, obviously by my parents. Speaking of, where were my parents? And Hikari?
I got out of the bed, careful of the large bruise on my side courtesy of Tetsuya's foot. My whole face also ached pretty bad, and I dimly remembered falling on it at some point. At the time, I'd been so focused on Yamato I'd hardly noticed it, but now it really hurt.
I left my room and headed down the hall, hearing dim voices coming from the living room. I figured that's where my parents were, and I was right.
"Mom? Dad?" I asked softly, coming into the room. They looked up when they heard me, and Mom jumped up, coming over to me and putting her hand on my forehead. It was a purely reflex reaction that normally would have annoyed me, but for once I didn't mind. It meant she wasn't still scared of me, at least.
"What time is it?" I asked, too tired to bother focusing my eyes on a clock.
"It's a little after one," Dad answered me quietly. "In the morning," he added unnecessarily.
"Where's Hikari?"
"We sent her to Miyako's house," Mom answered, finally removing her hand, satisfied that I didn't have a fever.
"Oh..." I went over to the couch and sat down at the end opposite Dad. Mom hovered around me.
"Are you hungry?" she asked. "Thirsty? Shall I get something?"
I shook my head. For once, food was the last thing on my mind. "No... it's okay. I'm fine. What..." I hesitated. "What happened?"
"We were kind of hoping you could tell us. All we know is that there was some kind of fight, with those boys you attacked last time."
"I didn't attack them this time!" I cried out immediately. For some reason it seemed important to establish this. "They jumped me an' Yamato. Well, they hit Yamato and then grabbed me. It was so fast and then we were all fighting." I went on to briefly sketch out the details of the fight, leaving out the curse words and that one disgusting kiss from Ayashi. I struggled desperately not to cry when I told them how Sento had stabbed his own brother, had stabbed Kenji. "Is he dead?" I asked them then, though I knew the answer. I'd seen him with my own eyes.
My mother sighed. "Yes," she said softly, gently, and I had to look away from them for a moment. Closing my eyes and still trying not to cry. I'd never been as close to Kenji as Yamato, but he'd still been a good friend, someone I'd enjoyed hanging with and cared about. Knowing that he was now gone was hard to deal with.
I didn't want to think about it. "How's Yamato?"
"Recovering, I'd imagine. He's staying at the hospital for awhile. He hasn't woken yet. That stab wound was pretty bad."
I nodded, still hearing Yamato's screams echoing in my mind. It wasn't something I'd forget anytime soon. I had no doubt that it was bad. "I want to see him tomorrow," I stated firmly.
My parents just nodded, knowing better than to try and change my mind.
Yamato finally woke up a couple of days later. I wasn't there at the time, but I'd gotten his father to agree to call me whenever he did. The plan was to immediately rush down to see him, and I'd gotten halfway through the front door when my sister's soft words stopped me.
"I think you should wait."
"Huh?" was my intelligent response.
"He just woke up, right?"
I nodded, a bit dumbly, having no idea where she was going with this.
"Well, he probably has no clue what's going on. He doesn't know what happened to your friend. He doesn't know that Ken showed up, and that Ken helped you. Do you want to be the one to tell him?"
I hesitated. I hadn't thought about that, and the truth was, I didn't want to be the one to tell him. Didn't want to tell him that his tormentor suddenly turned into his ally, or that I'd failed to keep his drummer or good friend from dying. Especially not when I still didn't have all the answers about the whole thing myself.
But I also knew that if I wasn't the one to tell him, he'd never forgive me.
I wavered, uncertain. "I..." What to do? I wanted to see him, but I wasn't ready to face him. If I was going to face him, then I wanted to be prepared. And that meant having all the answers...
Suddenly, I knew who I was going to see. I went back inside and made two quick phone calls, one to Yamato's father, asking him to please let me be the one to tell him about Kenji and Ken. Then I headed back out the door, waving bye to Hikari.
Ny's sister let me in the house when I knocked. "He and Ratsuii are in the back," she said, indicating to his bedroom. I thanked her, removing my shoes before heading back there. They looked up when I walked in. Ratsuii offered me a small smile, but Ny just kind of stared at me blankly. It startled me a bit.
"Hey," I said quietly. "I... I'm sorry. About Kenji."
"He was my cousin."
"What?" I jerked, suddenly terribly unnerved.
"My cousin," Nyusumi repeated dully. "We never told anyone. I'm not sure why. It just never really came up, and then there was a good reason to not tell people."
"What -what reason was that?" I had a feeling I didn't really want to know.
"Ken."
I closed my eyes. I definitely did not want to know.
"So where does Ken fit in with this?" Ratsuii asked, sounding confused. I guess he hadn't known the truth either.
"Ken's... Ken is also our cousin," Ny admitted.
"What?!" I yelled. "No way!" Ken, related to them? That was impossible. It didn't make sense. We would have heard about it before, or something. Back when Ken was an insanely popular eleven year old and his life was being spread all over the media.
"My mom's sister had him. She died, and the Ichijouji's adopted him. He was too young to remember, and they never told him. But we knew, and Kenji and his brothers did too."
"Hey, that time!" Ratsuii said suddenly.
"What time?" I asked, blinking.
Ratsuii ignored me, turning to Ny. "That time we had band practice, and I'd brought Gen along. You said to Kenji that your mutual friend had come to see you--was that Ken you meant?"
Ny nodded. "But I don't know if you want to hear it, Taichi."
"Let's have it," I said grimly. "I am sick of secrets."
He sighed. "Alright, but don't say I didn't warn you. Ken came to see me because he'd found out the truth some time back. Kento and Sento had apparently told him, and they wanted him in their gang. What he did to Yamato, that was supposed to be his initiation, and it was only supposed to be once. I don't know why he continued it, or why he'd agreed to it in the first place. I don't know why anyone would want to be a part of that stupid gang! It's awful, the things they do and get away with and enjoy--"
"Please stop," I said, feeling sick thinking about it. What Ken had done to Yamato had just been... gang initiation? It wasn't too hard to imagine that once Ken had gotten a taste of it, he'd like it and want more. It brought me back to the days of the Digital World, when Ken had gotten his kicks out of hurting the Digimon there. But, he hadn't realized they were real, either. He definitely knew Yamato was real. Even if he did show up at the end to help us, it was hard to accept.
Ken was a very conflicted human being. It made me glad that he'd been arrested again. Felt safer.
"I... thanks, Ny. For telling me. I appreciate it. I've, uh, gotta go now though. Sorry."
Ny just nodded at me. "Later, Taichi."
I saw myself out, wondering the whole time how I would tell this to Yamato. It would hurt him a lot. He'd finally been starting to heal, to accept what had happened to him and start to get over it, and now I had a whole new twisted angle to throw at him. I wished I didn't have to tell him, but if he ever found out and knew that I'd already known, he'd kill me for sure. I couldn't keep it from him. It'd be worse than telling him.
Still, it would be a major blow. It looked like I would be waiting a long time for him to heal completely. If he ever did.
I let out a sigh, and then started on my way home. Tomorrow I'd go visit him. And then I'd tell him everything. There would be no more untold secrets between us ever again.
End Part 13:2.
Author's Notes: ahah, omg. this fic is so OOC it kills me. killz me ded T___T It's never going up on ffnet, for sure. But I have no will to go back up and clean it up. It's too large, and I've lost interest. Anyways, one more chapter after this! It'll be an epilogue of sorts, from Yamato's point of view, and it'll be sixteen years later. And then, just because it's something I always planned on doing, I'll tack on a last extra chapter that'll have some excerpts I wrote out for the story but never incorporated into the actual fic, either because they didn't fit or I didn't want them to be part of it. But there'll be some pretty surprising things xD There will also be rambling scribblings and character tidbits of the sort. Just because. Anyways, I have class tomorrow. So I won't be staying up to write anymore, I'll be going to bed. Hopefully, I'll get around to the epilogue part soon ;_; I've dragged this fic out for far too long.
part fourteen