And so this is how it begins. Oh please, how could I love Dai like that? Of course it started when I was defeated as the Digimon Kaizer; he believed I wasn’t evil anymore the first time I helped them out (and even before that). No shit Miyako’s wanted me for a while, but she can’t have me. I won’t let her. The most we ever do is shake hands; even then I want her to let go of me.

Does she actually expect me to give in to her will? I’d rather be controlled by Myotismon again. And I can’t help but feel sorry for Oikawa.

Oikawa was an innocent person. He just really needed a friend. He was so desperate to go to the Digital World. He died trying to get there. He even got a digimon of his own, like those kids who claimed they wanted to be like me, those Dark Spore kids.

How strange, I was going to talk about Daisuke and just wondered off. Not like me at all. I usually have a one track mind, but Dai’s not here. He keeps me in focus. The love of my life. I miss him already. He’s only been gone, what? Ten days? That reminds me of that one song by Incubus. I Miss You. I miss Dai so much. Why can’t he come back sooner? Like tomorrow?

Oh great, now I sound like a loner. I’m not. Yama decided to visit. He’s coming tomorrow, to keep me company.

I was surprised Dai was gay, like me. We only found out in our senior year of high school. We found out the night of the prom we never went to. We were hanging out at my house. And then… Well then we ended up rather close to each other (we’d fallen off my bed), Dai landed on top of me and we just kissed. Like that. We both blushed so much; I could feel the blood rushing to my cheeks.

Ugh. Then there was college. Daisuke and I couldn’t hold hands out on the college campus. We were afraid. Afraid of those idiot homophobics. Remember that gay college student who was killed? We were afraid of that. My style began to change. I started hanging out with the skaters. Their sense of style grew on me and soon I was wearing baggy pants, skater shoes, and slightly over-sized shirts.

Dai enjoyed that. He thought it meant I was loosening up, becoming a little bit out going. And it was true; I began laughing and smiling more. Dai said I looked cute when I laughed. I was embarrassed by the compliment.

~

It’s tomorrow already. Yama will be here soon. I hope I don’t cheat on Dai. He’ll be back soon, in another three weeks. Which, if you think about it, doesn’t seem very soon. But I keep telling myself “Dai will be home soon,” in my head, like a mantra.

God, I feel so lonely. I think I’ll watch some TV before Yamato gets here. He said he’s gonna take me out for breakfast. That’s really nice of him. Sweet too.

Only good thing on is some anime shows. Pokémon is on. It’s a funny little show actually. Three kids wondering around different areas, and then that Team Rocket. Hilarious. And I don’t even like the kid stuff. I like Big O and Weiss kruez (I’ve only seen this in Japan because it isn’t out here). Off of Weiss, I find Yohji attractive. But he’s not real. He is cool though.

Yama’s here. I should let him in, shouldn’t I? And I do, he says hi to me and hugs me. Proving I’m not a loner, I have friends, friends who care enough to come over when Dai is out of town.

But I spot a backpack, of course, I must’ve forgotten. Yama said he was gonna stay the rest of the three weeks. But a backpack? It isn’t enough for three weeks.

“You ready to go Ken?” Yama asks.

“Um, uh, yeah. Want me to bring that in?” I say.

“I’ll do it.” Yamato picks up the backpack and tosses on the couch. “Let’s go.” He holds out his arm for me, so I could link my arm with his. And I do.

We get into Yama’s SUV. It’s roomy. He starts up the ignition, and rock music starts playing from the radio. It’s not too loud or too low. It’s at the perfect volume. The music is from KoRn; the song is “Falling Away From Me.”

“You like KoRn, Ken?” Yama asks as he backs out of the parking space.

“Yeah. Their music makes me feel good, like I’m not the only one who feels that way,” I reply.

“I used to feel like shit when I was younger, like around 16. So I always listened to KoRn. Even to this day I feel like shit sometimes, even with Taichi, and so that’s when KoRn starts blaring from my CD player.”

“I really like Hole. You know, Courtney Love?”

“Yeah, they’re cool.”

“My favorite song of theirs is ‘Doll Parts’.”

“Cool.”

”Um, where are we going?” I ask. I feel rather uncomfortable, very strange. Like I have an urge to just kiss Yama even though I don’t love him in that way.

“Someplace.”

“Where?”

“You’ll see.”

Ah hell! I hate surprises. Why can’t he just tell me! He could tell I was feeling apprehensive.

“Hey, Ken? Are you okay?” he asks.

“Yea-. No, I don’t really like surprises.” I mutter.

“Don’t worry, you’ll like this surprise.”

“How do you know?”

“I took Dai here once with me and Tai.”

“Well, if Dai liked it…”

We pull into a parking lot of some restaurant; it looks like it has no name.

“Um Yama, does this place have a name?”

“No. But it’s a great restaurant.”

Yamato and I get out of the SUV and close the doors. Yama locks it with a little control thingy on his key ring.

We walk up the little pathway and step inside. The place is full, but not crowded.

A waitress spots us immediately and leads Yama and me to a very small table with two chairs.

“One of the benefits of America,” Yamato said. “We don’t always have to rely on cereal for breakfast.” He closes his eyes and grins, so do I.

“Yeah, it is,” I agree.

“Let’s see what they have to eat.”

I giggle and pick up a menu. American food. Of course, this is an American restaurant. But it is good. Dai, Yama, Tai, Jyou, Koushiro, and I were sick of living in the same place for most of our lives. So we all moved out here, and we didn’t have to live in an apartment.

I could hear music in the background. Christina Aguilera, “Genie in a Bottle.” I hate her. She sounds like a chipmunk, so does Britney Spears. They sing annoying songs.

I find something good to eat. Pancakes. Those are always good. I learned how to make them from a cookbook written all in English. Not that it mattered. I learned how to read, write, and speak English in high school. Dai learned how to speak it. I taught him the rest, and everyone else. But I also learned Spanish. Of course you’d know.

Yama helped me learn English. He knows French and German and Russian. He is going to teach me German. Cool.

Now to pick a drink. I want something with alcohol, but not now. Milk. Orange juice. Coffee, tea.

“Yama, what are you having to drink?” I ask. Yama looks up from his menu, he’s supporting his head with his hand.

“This slushee tea stuff. It’s good. But they only have one flavor, strawberry,” he says.

“I like strawberry. I’ll have that then.”

“What are you having for breakfast Kenny-chan?”

I feel nervous because Yama called me Kenny-chan. Not even Dai calls me that, not that I would mind.

“Oh, I’m having pancakes.”

“Good choice. Their pancakes are good.”

I blush.

The waitress comes. We order.

~

It’s three already. We had lunch that I made.

“Hey Kenny-chan, I know a club we can go to tonight,” Yama says.

“Oh,” I answer.

“What’s wrong?” Yama puts his arm around me. Okay, he’s crossing the line. We’re only friends! And he knows Dai and me are together!

“Um, you’re making me feel uncomfortable.”

“Sorry.” Yama removes his arm from around me and rests it on his lap.

“Thanks. Now what about that club?”

“Oh! It’s really tight. They play rock. I know how much you love that stuff. Sometimes they have live bands. Tonight, I think, a well-known band you love is playing. I’ll give you a hint, if they had initials, they would be ND.”

Only one band I know has those letters. No Doubt! “No Doubt!” I exclaim, smiling.

“Yup. If only Dai were here too.”

I look down, I start to miss Dai.

“I have no idea what’s up with me! I’m never like this! I’m so sorry Ken!”

“Well, it’s okay. Is Tai going to come too?” I ask.

“Yeah. He’s coming tomorrow.”

“Cool. So when are we going to that club?”

“No Doubt doesn’t start until nine, but it’s good to get there an hour before.”

“Okay.” It’s weird, you’d think a genius like me would admire, even adore, someone like Koushiro. But I don’t, I adore Yamato, maybe it has to do with the fact we are both kind of dark. But only Hikari and I have seen the dark ocean.

The phone started ringing. It was Daisuke.

“Hi Ken-chan!” Daisuke exclaims into his end of the line.

“Hi Dai-kun!” I exclaim back.

“How’s it going?”

“Okay, I guess.”

“Gawd, I miss you!”

“I miss you too. Please hurry and come home.”

“I’ll try. Oh guess what I bought?”

“What?”

“C’ mon! Guess!”

“I give up. Tell me.”

“A CD. A good one too.”

“Who is it?”

“No Dou-“

“No Doubt?”

“Yup. The Return of Saturn one, the one you don’t have.”

“Oh thank you so much Dai!”

“And I got you something else. A blue plastic spiked collar from Hot Topic.”

“You get me the strangest things Daisuke.”

“Don’t I?”

“Yama is here. He said he’s staying until you get back.”

“You’re not-?”

“No. I only do that with you.”

“Good, ‘cause when I get home we’re gonna do it!”

I giggle. “Oh Dai.”

Dai laughs. “Listen Ken, I gotta go now. I’ll call you later. Love you.”

“I love you too. I might not be home later, so if you call when I’m not home, I’ll call back. ‘Kay? Bye!”

“Okay, ‘bye!”

I hang up the phone and get up to get something to eat.

~

Yamato is taking me out for dinner. Nothing special, just some fast food place. Oh, and considering this is California, we stopped at this really great place called In ‘N Out. They only make ham and cheeseburgers and fries and shakes. They sell soda. It basically is a burger place.

We ate our dinner in the SUV. Then we went to a club called the Roxy (don’t they make girls’ Hawaiian and skating clothes?).

I made sure I brought my only No Doubt CDs: their self-titled one, their Beacon Street one, and their Tragic Kingdom one. Yama even managed to get us backstage passes.

I’ve always loved No Doubt since I moved here. They were the first American band I heard and I immediately was hooked. I’ve always liked rock music back in Japan, but some of the stuff here is tight and a whole lot different than back there.

Daisuke really likes Limp Bizkit. I do too, but not like him. He’s a Limp Bizkit fan and I’m a No Doubt fan.

When we reached the Roxy, some pop shit was playing, but was ending; the next song to play was some more pop shit. Dream, I think it was?

I can’t stand pop music! They sing about the same thing in every single song! Nothing but love songs, and then some people have the nerve to call it rock. I hear no drums, or bass guitars. I just hear some chipmunk voices. Rock music is about a lot of things.

Yama and I linger around the bar until it’s eight thirty, when the band starts setting up.

~

Nine is approaching and the band is done setting up. I think I’m hyperventilating! Calm down Ken! Oh dammit!

I see Gwen Stefani step up to the front of the stage, then Tom Dumont, and then the rest of the band.

The rock goddess began talking to the audience. I don’t think Gwen Stefani is cute (I’m gay, so just think of that), but I she has the greatest female singing voice ever.

“Hi everybody! I’m Gwen as you know, and to start off tonight, we will be singing a song everyone knows, ‘Don’t Speak,’” the rock goddess said.

Yama put his hands on my shoulders and began cheering with the rest of the audience as the music began.

“You and me, we used to be together, always

“I really fee-el that I’m losing my best friend

“I can’t believe this could be thee end

“It looks as though, you’re letting go, and if it’s real, well I don’t want to kno-ow.”

I was singing along with Gwen, as was every other girl there (*blush*). But then the strangest thing happened, Yamato began kissing my neck. I froze, but continued to sing.

Yamato was kissing my neck! I wished Dai was there with me, to get Yama off me. I felt so disgusted.

I stop singing. “Um, Yama-kun, that feels good and all (ugh), but please stop,” I said into Yama’s ear.

Yamato stopped. “What’s wrong, Kenny-chan?” Yama asks.

“I don’t feel comfortable.”

“Oh.”

The song ended and Gwen began speaking some more. “The most popular song I wrote, of course. I’m kidding,” Gwen says. Her eyes twinkle. “Here’s another good song, entitled Bathwater!”

The concert goes on, I enjoy it. And Yama does too, and the rest of the audience.

It ends in an hour and the band retreats backstage. Yama grabs my arm and pulls me to the door to get backstage. He flashes security our passes and we go through the door to meet No Doubt!

We spot the band hanging out in a little backstage lounge with worn red velvet chairs and a couch.

Gwen spots us.

“Hi you two,” she says. I blush. I feel so honored right then and there.

“Hello. I’m Yamato and this here is Ken,” Yama-kun says.

“Hi Yamato and Ken! Nice to meet you guys,” Rock-Goddess Gwen says. She holds out her hand and I grab it and shake it.

“H-Hi, could you please sign these?” I ask. I hold out my three CDs. Gwen grabs them and examines them.

“Only three?”

“Well, um, my, uh, boyfriend is in Sacramento and he bought me your fourth CD there and he won’t be back until three weeks.”

“I think we have and extra one that’s already signed. But I’ll sign these three first.”

And we talk all evening, and then it’s eleven and we have to go.

“Thanks Yama,” I say on our way back to the apartment.

“No problem. My old band was the opening act for them on their Return of Saturn tour,” Yamato says.

~

I’m getting ready for bed and Yamato is in the living room doing something.

“Hey Ken!” Yama calls.

“What?” I call back.

“C ‘mere!”

I go into the living room and Yama tells me to sit down on the couch next to him, and so I do.

“Want some?” Yama asks, holding a bottle of something up and swinging it in my face. It’s clear, the stuff in the bottle, I mean.

“What the hell is it?”

“Sake. Eh, don’t you want any?”

I drink Sake, but occasionally, and when I do drink any, it’s like a sip from Dai’s.

“I guess.” Yama hands me the bottle and I take a sip.

“C ‘mon Ken, I know you can drink more than that!”

I take a small drink this time, but Yamato pushes the bottom the bottle up higher, and more Sake floods my mouth. It tastes rather good, tangy.

Yama takes a swig. “Great shtuff, huh?” I’m thinking Yama must be drunk because his speech is slured.

“Yeah.”

“Here, have another drink.” And so I do, and soon enough, I know I’m wasted. And suddenly the site of Yama makes me want to fuck. I don’t know why, I just do.

Then there’s a knock on the door. Yama gets up and answers it; it’s Taichi. Yama tells Tai something and they come and sit down with me in the middle. Yamato begins kissing my neck, which I don’t really mind. I’m too drunk to even care, and I don’t feel guilty because I don’t even think of Daisuke.

Yamato and Tai take me to the bedroom and lay me down. Tai removes my shirt. Yamato lays down beside me and leaves little kisses and on my chest, I feel giddy. I giggle a little.

“Ken, let’s fuck,” Yama says.

I say okay.

Yamato removes my boxers and then he takes his off and lays down on top of me. I feel so turned on at this point. Daisuke who? Who cares?! I care, but don’t realize it because of the alcohol in my blood and body.

Yamato begins to push himself into me. Tai is laughing as he watches. I was seduced so easily! How stupid! It seems to Yamato and Tai I am as easy watching TV. He climaxes and so do I.

“That was good wasn’t it Ken?” Yamato asks.

“Yes.”

Tai snickers. He takes off his clothes and comes on top of me after Yama moves. Tai does the same to me Yama did and we climax at the same time.

~

I wake up the night morning, naked. I’m still on my bed and I have a big ass hangover. I have a pounding headache and I have to keep my eyes close because the light hurts too much and just adds to my headache.

Yamato walks in.

“You enjoy last night, Kenny-chan?” he smirks.

“What the fuck? What happened last night? I can barely remember,” I answer. The light is too bright, so I have to squint to see Yama.

“You don’t remember? What a pity. It was a great night Ken.”

Then it hit me. “You asshole! I remember now! You got me drunk on that Sake and raped me!”

“Shan’t have raped you, huh? Actually, you can’t call it that because you said you want to. So it’s not my problem, now, is it?”

“It’s still rape. I was drunk and wasn’t in control of my own actions. And besides that, I was just agreeing with you! Get out of here, Yama!”

“No. You can’t make me.”

“Yes, I can. It’s my property, so get the fuck out!”

“Fine, whatever. But can you tell Daisuke?”

“Yes. Where’s Tai?!”

“He went home last night after he raped you too. So I think I’ll go now.”

“You had better.”

Yama left my room and soon afterward I heard the front door slam shut. Good, he’s gone, I thought.

But that question of his still lingered. “But can you tell Daisuke?”

Of course, I, could. Or could I? I had to tell Dai! But was it even my fault? No! It was not my fault! But it’s so tempting to say it was when it wasn’t. I hope I don’t go insane.

I couldn’t trust Yamato and Taichi anymore. Only Koushiro and Jyou. And Daisuke.

I feel suddenly sick to my stomach, so I go into the bathroom and stick my finger down my throat to make myself throw up. And I succeed.

I go back into the bedroom and get dressed. I call Koushiro to see if he can come over. I would have called Jyou, but he’s probably working today at the hospital.

Thankfully, Koushiro is home. When I tell him what had happened, he says he’ll come over right away. And so I make some tea and sit down on the couch sipping at it until Koushiro arrives thirty minutes later.

~

“So, you’re saying, Yamato got you drunk last night and raped you and then so did Taichi?” Koushiro asked.

“Yes! How many times do I have to tell you?!”

“Geez! Sorry!”

“Okay, what are you going to say now?”

“You have to tell Daisuke. Whether you want to or not. If you really trusted those two, well, you got me on your side. I doubt if Dai would hate you.”

“Um, Koushiro, could you stay here for the next three with me? Just until Dai gets back.”

“I would love to. Especially considering you’re probably lonely. Let me get some clothes and I’ll come right back.”

Koushiro left and I went to go make myself some breakfast. Just an egg and a couple pieces of toast.

I had just finished eating when Koushiro returned with a small suitcase. He would be staying in the extra bedroom that only had a bed and a dresser and a small TV.

Koushiro had brought his laptop for his work. He told them he was taking a three-week leave from work but would be still working some at home. God, we lie for our friends too much, not that I mind.

After putting his stuff in the guest room, Koushiro starts at his laptop, doing something for work. I just sit down on the couch and start watching TV. Then the phone started ringing.

I picked it up.

“Hello?”

“Hi Ken baby!” It’s Daisuke.

“Hi Dai. So how is it?”

“Great.”

“Um, Dai, I need to tell you something really important, so please listen and don’t interrupt.”

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“Well, last night, Yamato got me drunk from some Sake. Then he asked me if I wanted to fuck and I just nodded and my head, agreeing with him. Then he raped me, and Tai, who had come over earlier, also raped me. Please remember I was drunk when this happened.”

“We’ll talk about it when I get home, okay Ken-chan?”

“Okay. I can’t believe that I let them seduce me like that!”

“Hush Ken-chan. I told you, when I get home.”

“Please don’t blame me!”

“I’m not! Did Yama leave?”

“Yes. Koushiro is here now.”

“Okay, good. I’ll kill those bastards!”

“Don’t say that. Yama and Tai are our friends Dai.”

“No they aren’t! No friend would ever do that!”

“Okay, I guess.”

“I gotta go Ken-chan baby. I love you, ‘bye.”

“I love you too, Dai-kun. Good bye.”

I hung up the phone.

Koushiro emerged from the extra bedroom. “Who was that? Not Yama?”

“No, it was Dai.”

“Just making sure. I don’t want Yama harassing you. I’m sorry if I seem nosy.”

“It’s okay, you’re just making sure nothing happens to me.”

Koushiro went back into “his” room.

I sat down in front of the computer and went online. Miyako was on (I still have the same Internet provider that I had back in Japan). So I sent an instant message to her, she replied.

<’Bye Miyako.>

And the rest of the time, I was just surfing the net. Then Koushiro emerged an hour later.

“So when’s dinner Ken?” Koushiro asks.

“I don’t know.”

“Don’t you usually eat around this time?”

“I don’t know.”

“You’re eating. Now get off of that computer. We’ll order something, pizza.”

“Okay, great.” So I get off the computer and call the pizza place and order a pizza.

“I’m glad to see you get off that laptop of yours finally,” I say with a smile.

Koushiro laughs. “Well, I have to get off it sometimes right? Mainly to eat, sleep, shower, and go to the bathroom.”

We both laugh.

“What’s on TV?” I ask.

“I have no idea.”

I grab the remote and turn the TV on and begin flipping through the channels. Toonami. To be more precise, Tenchi in Tokyo. I leave it there.

“You actually watch this?” Koushiro asks me.

“Yes. It’s good.” I answer.

Koushiro just smiles and goes into his room. At least he never hung on me, but he was there when you needed him, like Jyou, and Daisuke. But Daisuke’s a different story.

I could hear the clacking of computer keys coming from Koushiro’s room, I assume he’s doing something for work, as always, but he does play games on that thing, so he could’ve been doing that because the clacking was occasional.

~

The pizza arrives and I grab a couple slices just as Koushiro comes out of his room. He gets a plate, gets a few slices and goes back into his room.

I sit down on the couch and eat my food. Then I turn off the TV and put the plate in the sink, I turn off the lights in the kitchen and living room and retreat to my room.

~

It’s a week later. Koushiro is still here. Nothing’s really changed. He works on his laptop A LOT and I go to work at the usual time and return at the usual time and I make dinner, occasionally Koushiro and I eat out.

It’s not really unusual tonight. The silence is broken when the phone starts ringing. It’s my beloved Daisuke.

“Hey Ken-chan. How are things?”

“Great. Nothing much has happened ever since, you know.”

“Guess what?!”

“What?” Daisuke sounded pretty excited.

“C ‘mon, guess!”

“I give up.” I hate those guessing games of his, but they are so cute!

“I’m coming home next week!”

“Yes, finally! Whatever happened to the entire three weeks?”

“The meeting thing went faster than we thought and they’re releasing us! I miss you so much! I can’t wait until we’re sleeping in the same bed again!”

“Me too. I miss you a lot.”

“They’re calling me again. I love you, Ken-chan.”

“I love you too. Good night Dai-kun.”

“G’ night Ken-chan.”

After I heard the dial tone, I hung up the receiver.

I started making dinner.

~

Koushiro and I ate dinner pretty fast. Nothing special, just some noodles, vegetables, and rice (is that all we have?).

Then we went off to do our things. Koushiro was still typing away at his laptop when I came into his room to tell him about Daisuke’s homecoming.

He looked up with a startled expression on his face.

“Hi Ken, what do you want?” he asks me.

“I just came to say Daisuke is coming home a week early, so you can leave early too.”

“I’ll be staying up until the day before Daisuke comes back. So what day is he?…”

“I’ll ask when he calls tomorrow,” I interrupt.

“Prodigious.”

“Okay.”

I leave Koushiro’s room and turn off all the lights in the front rooms and I go to my room to go to sleep. I pull off all my clothes and just crawl under my blanket.

~

Dai’s coming home today! Koushiro left last night.

Dai’s plane comes in at five, so I have to pick him up. He said before he left that he would take me on his next trip.

It’s three thirty right now and I just finished a late lunch at some Chinese food place. I’m on my way to the airport to pick Dai up. It takes an hour to get there.

If Daisuke doesn’t want to do any tonight, we’ll do something tomorrow. He’ll probably want to rest. I don’t mind. I just order something to eat for dinner.

I listen to KROQ the entire way. No Doubt, Blink 182, KoRn, Limp Bizkit.

I like this car. It’s actually mine. It’s a PT Cruiser. Dai bought it for me as a late Christmas present. He has a truck. It’s a Dakota.

I arrive at the airport at four forty-five. I go to the gate Dai is going to arrive at. Damn him. I love him so much, I have no idea what I would do without him.

Amazing, his plane isn’t late.

~

A few minutes later, Daisuke emerges from the plane entry/exit hallway thing, (is it called a terminal?) and we hug.

“Finally you’re home Dai!” I exclaim.

Dai smiles. “I’m glad to be home!”

“Shouldn’t we go get…”

“My suitcase? Yes, we will. Let’s go to the carousel.”

I follow Daisuke to that annoying carousel and we waited at least fifteen minutes to get his suitcase.

~

“YEA! I’m home! We should get a dog!” Daisuke shouts. I laugh.

“You can relax and I’ll put your clothes away Dai-kun,” I say.

“Okay. But give me my backpack.”

I hand Dai his backpack and I take his suitcase into our room. Dai lays down on the couch rummaging through that backpack.

Some of his clothes are clean, some are in need of a washing. I put the clean clothes away and stuff the dirty ones into the washer that came with the apartment. Then I go and sit down on the couch.

“Hey, Kenny, close you eyes and hold your hands out.” Dai tells me once I sit down, and I obey him.

Daisuke place some things in my hands. Then he says I can open my eyes. I look down: the No Doubt CD he said he got me (and the dog collar) and a couple pictures of him giving the middle finger (really cute).

“Thank you Dai!” I place the stuff on the coffee table and hug him. “Do you wanna do anything tonight?”

“What? Besides make love?”

I nod.

“Naw, not really. I’m too tired. I can’t wait to taste your cooking again! I ate out every single night! I got sick of it last week!”

I laugh.

Dai kisses me.

I rest my head on his chest. I look at the time on the VCR, six thirty. That sucks.

“Kenny, I’m hungry,” Dai says.

“What do you want?” I ask.

“What do you want?”

“I don’t know.”

“Just go cook some noodles and vegetables.”

“Okay.” Dai kisses me on my cheek and I get up and head for the kitchen to make dinner. “Hey, Dai, do you want anything to drink?”

“No, I’m fine.”

I start up dinner and get some orange juice to drink.

I hear the TV. I don’t know what Daisuke is watching and I don’t really care. I finish dinner in fifteen minutes and tell Daisuke, he’s in the kitchen in about five seconds.

He gets two plates from the cabinet and I put dinner on them and he puts them down at the table, then he comes to get a couple of forks.

“Do you want something to drink now?” I ask.

“Yes. Tea, or some, this is gonna sound so babyish, apple juice.” Dai answers.

I smile. I get him a cup and pour some apple juice in it and I pour some orange juice into my cup.

~

It’s only nine, but Dai and I go to bed. Apparently he’s tired but he only went to Sacramento. I hate planes.

“Uh, Ken?” Daisuke says.

“What Dai-kun?” I answer.

“Well, I did say I wanted to have sex.”

“And? We’ll do it, wait fifteen minutes at least.”

It was one minute later…

“Now?” Dai whined.

“Since you can’t wait any longer, okay.”

Dai moves closer to me and begins kissing my neck, I guess he wants to be on top.

And I guess correctly.

Pretty soon, Dai and I are undressing each other, kissing furiously, almost carnivorously. Dai holds the part of my head where it and my neck meets in the back.

Then a nice thought comes to mind. Why not take a bath with Dai? We’ve never done that sort of thing before. God I love Daisuke.

~

Daisuke is thrusting himself into me, the pleasure building up in me, and Dai too. I start moaning, but not moans of pain. I love it when Dai makes love to me. He is kissing my neck again, sucking on it, licking it. He starts licking my ear and I let out a whimper. Which surprises Daisuke, and me.

I begin to sweat. I place my hands on Daisuke’s back and his back is wet with sweat.

“I love you Ken-chan,” Dai whispers into my ear. I smile.

My face is flushed. I manage to catch a glance of Dai’s face, it is red too.

“I love you too Dai-kun,” I eventually say.

Dai’s inside of me now and there is now turning back. The excitement, and pleasure, is growing inside of me. It’s happening inside of Dai too, because he keeps going faster and faster with each thrust into me.

Ah, there it is. I’ve climaxed. Daisuke and I climax at the same time. He is panting and so am I. Dai rests his head on my chest, taking deep breaths. Breathing hard. This is the way it’s supposed to be.

I suggest my idea. “Dai, I want to take a bath together.”

Dai looks up at me. “Huh?”

I don’t think he understood what I said. He was probably too tired. “I want to take a bath together Dai.”

“Okay Kenny. We can take one right now if you want.” It went through to Dai. I’m not saying he’s dumb or anything, just a bit naïve.

Daisuke rolls off of me and I slowly sit up. Dai places a hand on my stomach. His hand is warm.

“Ken-chan, you’re warm!” Dai exclaims, then he giggles. So do I. I get out of bed and head for the bathroom.

When I enter the bathroom, I turn on the light. I start up the bath and plug it up. Dai enters the bathroom soon and dims the bathroom light.

The bathtub is almost filled when I turn off the warm water. Dai steps in the tub and slowly sits down, with his legs apart so I can sit between them. And I do, the position is rather comfortable. Dai places a hand on my stomach again and begins rubbing it. His other hand is running through my hair.

“Kenny, you have the most beautiful hair ever. It’s so soft,” Dai says.

I lean my head back and it lands on Daisuke’s shoulder. Dai tickles my stomach, I let out a small giggle. Dai tickles my entire body, and I laugh while undergoing this sweet torture.

~

I have no idea what time it is, but Dai and me are still in the tub, kissing, tickling, talking, stroking each other’s hair and face and bodies.

“Daisuke, do you have work tomorrow? Because I’m off for this week,” I say.

“Yes, they said we have a break until we recover from the plain trip,” Dai answers.

“Okay, Dai-kun.”

“I love it when you call me that.”

“I love it when you call me Ken-chan.”

“Hell yeah!”

Dai kisses my neck. “Hey Ken-chan, I gave you a hickey!”

I blush and cover the hickey with my hand. Dai grabs my hand and starts kissing it.

~

It’s morning. Dai and I are in bed. He is still sleeping, but he’s still on top of me, his head on my chest, so I can’t really do anything but lay here and wait for Dai to wake up.

“Oh Ken-chan!” Daisuke exclaims.

“Dai? Are-“ I begin.

“’Morning Ken-chan!”

“’Morning Dai-kun.”

“What time is it?”

I look at the clock on the nightstand. “Ten thirty.”

“Damn we slept in!”

“Yeah.”

“I’m hungry!.”

“You’re like Veemon!”

“Really?”

“Yup.”

~

It’s the afternoon, the sun is out. Daisuke suggested we go to Venice Beach for the day earlier and here we are, walking along the boardwalk.

“This place is really cool Ken-chan!” Daisuke exclaims.

“Yeah. I’m so glad we got the day off to do what we please,” I say.

“Look, ice cream! I want some!”

“Okay,” I chuckle. Dai runs to the ice cream place, pulling me along. People stare at us. I don’t care what they think. Let them think what they want.

Dai gets chocolate chip and I get rocky road. It’s good. Dai and I rest on a bench and watch the people that are on the beach. Daisuke put his free hand on my leg.

Dai is wearing red and black board shorts and a red shirt, I’m wearing blue, green, and black board shorts and a lime green shirt and a puka-shell necklace. Dai says he’s going to get his ear pierced, not that I don’t believe him. He says I should. Yeah, and I should get one of my nipples pierced! Sure! Whatever.

We finish our ice cream and continue walking. There’s a twenty something year old girl drawing recreations of photographs on the sidewalk with chalk. We stop to watch. She’s almost done of one with girl laying in bed wearing a white nightgown that goes down to mid-thigh.

We continue our walk and find a red-orange house, that costs like a million dollars, but it’s really nice inside. We explore it. We would buy it if we had the money.

“Hey, Ken-chan, we should move out here!” Dai exclaims.

“But my job!” I answer.

“You can relocate! It would be a whole lot closer to my job though.”

“But isn’t the valley nice?”

“Yeah, but we’ve lived there for three years. I think we should move now.”

“I’ll ask first.”

~

It’s almost dark. We’re on our way home. We took my Cruiser and I’m driving us home.

We went swimming. And, you are never going to believe this, but Dai actually convinced me enough to get my ear pierced! I was shocked myself. It’s a sterling silver stud. I have to leave it in for six weeks.

Dai-kun is sleeping. Kewl, Linkin Park, that new one of theirs.

~

We’re home. Dai and I are resting on our bed.

“Ken-chan, let’s go to sleep, okay?” Daisuke says.

“Okay Dai-kun.”

Dai and I are already wearing only our boxers. So I get up and lock the front the door and I turn off the lamp in our room. I lay down next to Daisuke and I fall right to sleep.

~

“Daisuke, wake up, “ I say. It’s five in the morning, he has to go to work. He’s a deep sleeper, so I have to wake him up every morning because I’m the only one who hears the alarm. “Dai-kun, c’ mon! Wake up!” I shake him vigorously.

“Wha?” he answers. Good, he’s awake.

“You need to wake up Daisuke, you have to go to work.”

“I don’t wanna! I wanna spend the day with you and at home!”

“Then when we adopt, you can stay at home.”

“Noooo! No kids whatsoever!” That got him up.

“You have to go to work Dai-kun.”

“I’m gonna take a shower, take one with me!” Oh great, he’s whining.

“Okay!” I say in a whiney tone.

Daisuke gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom and soon I can hear the shower running. “Ken-chan! Hurry up and get in here!”

~

Part One done! I always end chapters or parts with a weird thing.

Now for Part Two! BEWARE!!! (evil Ryoko laugh)