Circeus Drabbles

[circeus]

LOVE the Gabumon ones...well I already said that, but thought I'd reiterate.

Thanks! Right now I'm not writing Gabumon stuff for lack of ideas (and wanting to try different stuff,asmight be obvious by now), but I'll try to do more.

I can almost see veemon doing that to davis. I hate having a visual mind sometimes. heh heh heh

What's wrong with that mental image?

Mostly the yaoi idea of it. Not my thing really. No problem but not my thing.

Sorry 'bout that then. I have this thing for crossbreeding.


Title: Pathetic
Season: Post Adventure 02
Character(s): Daisuke, Iori, (Hida Michiko)
Pairing: Daiori
Rating: PG
Words: 270
Note: Daiori was my very first foray into both Yaoi and crack!pairings. It's nice to go back to its first love.



When Michiko-san hushed him into her son's bedroom, Daisuke was faced with something he hadn't seen in years. Iori, his fellow Chosen, holder of the Digimentals of Knowledge and Reliability, was crying.

"Hey there," he made his presence know.

"What do you want?" the younger teen choked.

"I want to understand," Daisuke said, closing the door behind him.

It was not in Daisuke's nature to investigate, but he cared for his friend. Seeing the most level-headed person he knew get into a roller coaster relationship that was doomed from the start had hurt. Now he wanted to understand what had happened.

"You can't."

"Try me," he retorted, leaning against the wall.

"I was afraid. Afraid of ending up alone," the boy managed.

In the background, Daisuke's brows disappeared under his hair.

"I was seeing you all move farther away. First the older ones, then Miyako, than you, Takeru and Hikari. And you were all getting involved, and all I could do was stand there and look while you drifted away..." he snorted at himself. "Damn, I sounds pathetic, don't I?"

Daisuke pushed himself away from the wall and walked up to the boy. He rubbed the tears off Iori's cheeks and forced the younger to look him in the face.

"Hey, pathetic people need love too!" he said.

Then he kissed him. Iori had not expected it and Daisuke had counted on that to land his attack and snap the other teen out of his state. What Daisuke had not counted on was for Iori to wrap his arms around his neck and pull him in to deepen the kiss.





Title: Movie ratings
Season: Adventure 02
Character(s): Takeru, Patamon (Koushirou, Angewomon)
Rating: PG
Words: 233
Note: Oh my, I had a real hard time coming up with this one. I was kinda running out of ideas until an OutpostNine.com essay about bad Japanese porn came back to my mind and... The long awaited last part of "The Real Thing"!


Patamon shuffled through the DVD boxes, throwing them aside as he had seen them all dozens of times already.

"So, found something?" Takeru finally asked from the couch.

"No. Just the same old stuff over and over again," Patamon complained. "Can we go out and get something new?"

Takeru shrugged. It didn't make much of a difference. in the end. They went out and walked to the nearest DVD vending machines, peering at the titles through glass windows.

"Hey this sounds funny!" Patamon called to his partner, a couple machines away.

"What's it?" Takeru asked, walking up to him.

"Lan-Lan and the Big Boys," Patamon announced.

Nearby, an old lady gasped loudly and hurried herself out of sigh. Takeru's blood flowed to his face as he came up to the machine. A porn vending machine. On the DVD cover was a girl in a very skimpy outfit shaking around something Takeru felt more comfortable not knowing what it was.

"We can't buy that! It's not for children!" the boy protested.

"But doesn't Koushirou always say you haven't been children for a long time?" the digimon commented.

"Besides, that is not proper clothing..." Takeru tried to argue.

Fatal mistake. Patamon gave the fictional girl an appraising glance.

"That doesn't look too different from Angewomon's outfit. And you always say that she..." he quoted without noticing his partner's discomfort.

Takeru wanted to die right then and there.





Title: Weirdness scale
Season: Adventure 02
Character(s): Koushirou, Tentomon
Rating: NC-17
Words: 128
Note: Nope, not a an actual pairing.


"Oh! Oh! Oh!"

Tentomon panted, at a loss for words, while Koushirou slid his hands up and down the Digimon's leathery penis. The teen decided it was time and reached down to squeeze at his partner's balls. Tentomon grunted loudly, his semen covering the human's hand.

Koushirou sighed loudly. He grabbed a handful of Kleenex and cleaned his fingers, looking at his partner as the insect rolled on his back with a quiet "thank you". It was really time for Tentomon to get himself a nice female digimon, he thought. Koushirou didn't really mind helping his partner with relieving "tensions". After all, Tentomon could hardly do it himself, and not helping would have been outright cruel.

But it was just a notch too much on his weirdness scale.