WARNING: This story is a lemon, involving characters from the Digimon Tamers anime series in sexual situations. It is not intended to be read by minors (18 and under), and is not appropriate for that audience. If you are underage, back out now.
Digimon and all related characters belong to Toei and Bandai.
Author's Notes:
I had been wanting to write a simple Takehiro and Yoshie story for a while, and I had also done studies of the layout of the Matsuda Bakery, because I'm just that kind of fanboy. So then it dawned on me; Why not combine the two? What follows is a simple story of the Matsuki's, using the layout of the bakery as best as I can determine it. I hope it isn't TOO awkward.
Combine that with the idea that "parents having sex is icky," and the result is, I'm sure, a lemon that no one will read. But I hope someone does. =)
Despite the title, which is explained, this story is based on the dub.
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"How much farther?" the woman asked, eyes covered with her hands.
"Not much. No peeking now," warned the man, now in his late twenties, as he guided the woman down the street. With the shops now closing for the evening, the streets weren't as crowded as they were earlier when he had finished inspecting the place. The man came to a halt and turned the woman to face the street.
"Okay, open them!" he cheerfully said.
The woman uncovered her eyes and gazed with excitement at the quaint, two-story home that stood across the street in front of them. The lower level's two large windows revealed the dark and empty shop, just waiting for someone to make it their own.
"Well, what do you think?" the man eagerly asked.
"Hmm. There must have been a mixup at the court. I was supposed to be marrying a Takehiro Matsuki, but the sign on the awning clearly reads 'Matsuda Bakery,'" Yoshie complained with an amused smile.
"Yeah...well, the painter was a bit nearsighted...but I'll have it fixed first thing in the morning. But what about the store? Do you like it?"
"Honey, I love it," she smiled, slipping her arm around his waist.
"Wait 'til you see the inside!" he grinned. "Come on!"
The two crossed the street toward their new home. Yoshie peeked in the window as Takehiro fumbled with his keys. He unlocked the door and slid it open.
"After you, my dear," he smiled.
Yoshie stepped through the portal into her new house. The faint aroma of the previous bakery still lingered like a ghost in the darkness. Takehiro flipped on the lights, bringing life into the building. They left their shoes by the door and walked across the tile floor.
"This will be the bakery showroom. We could put some shelves over by the wall. And the register can go over there," he added, pointing into the corner near the entrance to the hallway. "Come on, wait 'til you see the bakery kitchen!"
Takehiro pulled on Yoshie's arm, bringing her through the door across the way from the future register.
"Would you look at this oven?" he excitedly asked, opening the wide door. Yoshie smiled with half interest as she looked around at the cabinets and wash basins. She couldn't believe they were going to be running a bakery now. She watched her husband going on about the oven. He was so excited and happy. This had always been his dream, since even before they had first met.
"Where does that go?" Yoshie asked, indicating the door opposite the room's entrance.
"Oh that? It leads to the side," he explained, turning the knob and stepping out. "We can use this door when the shop is closed."
"Show me the rest of the house," Yoshie asked, holding his hand.
"But...the oven...," he whimpered.
"We can come back to the oven," she offered.
"Okay, let's check out the dining room."
Takehiro lead her out of the bakery kitchen, and left, down the hallway.
"We've got some storage space here under the stairs, and the dining room is to the left."
Yoshie and Takehiro went into the kitchen/dining room combo and looked around. He stood behind her and put his arms around her slender waist.
"How do you like the kitchen? I figure we'll set the table right here in the middle, and your china collection can go against the far wall by the phone jack."
"It's perfect," she happily replied, stepping over to the sink and looking out the window. "And such a lovely view of...the wall."
"Er... yes, well... the streets here are terraced, so the houses behind us are one story up," Takehiro explained. They stepped over to the back door and looked out. "There are some stairs just over there if we need to get to the next street."
They went back inside and into the hallway. Yoshie looked around, puzzled.
"So...where's the bathroom, honey?"
"Oh, it's at the top of the stairs."
"Upstairs? Over the bakery?"
"Well...there's no room for it down here."
"I see..."
Yoshie ascended the flight of stairs, followed by her husband.
"That's it, through that door."
Yoshie entered the small bathroom and proceeded into the secondary bathroom, where the bathtub was located.
"There's a window right over the bathtub," Yoshie observed.
"Well...we're on the second floor..."
She looked out the window to the street below.
"There's a window right over the bathtub."
"Kinda kinky, huh?"
Yoshie glared at the man.
"Right, uh... on to the bedrooms."
They exited the bathrooms and walked down the short hallway across the width of the building.
"The master bedroom is on the left," guided the man. He slid open the door and let her walk inside. "I imagine we'll be spending a lot of time in here," he continued with a mischievous grin.
"You can imagine all you want," she replied, with a cunning smile.
Takehiro sighed and lead them back into the hallway. He opened the opposite door, revealing the second bedroom.
"Oh, this room is lovely!" Yoshie exclaimed. "It will be perfect for our little girl."
"Or boy."
Yoshie inspected the short balcony outside the sliding glass door on the side of the house, then moved over to the back window, noting the terraced street in the back.
"Her bed can go over here, next to this wall!"
"Unless she's a boy."
"I love this house, Takehiro! Except for the window right over the bathtub."
"Let's go back to the bakery kitchen!" he exclaimed.
Yoshie sighed and followed.
"He's like a little kid at Christmas."
She caught up to him at the oven once more, and smiled at his excitement.
"I've never seen you this happy, Takehiro. It's kind of cute. And sexy."
"Oh, running a bakery has been my dream forever! You know I wasn't cut out for office work."
"Yeah," she replied, kissing him. "I love you, Takehiro."
"And I love you too, Yoshie."
"Now we just need our daughter..."
"Or son."
Yoshie kissed him passionately, sliding her tongue around his mouth. Takehiro returned her kiss and slid his hands up into her sweater.
"Mmm... In the kitchen?" she purred, "The health inspectors would have a fit."
"The health inspectors aren't in love with you."
They broke their kissing just long enough to pull their shirts off over their heads, then locked their mouths together once more. Takehiro's fingers lightly traced Yoshie's gentle breasts, tickling her delicate nipples.
"Mmm, come on," she urged, unfastening her pants and letting her clothes fall to the floor. He quickly followed suit and pulled her warm body close against his.
"This...is all I've ever wanted. You. This bakery. Hopefully a son soon. My life is perfect now."
"I'm glad you feel the same," she replied, then kissed him once again.
Takehiro lifted Yoshie onto the edge of the counter and carefully slipped deep into her body. Their hands roamed everywhere as he brought intense pleasure to his beloved girl, her body rocking on the counter with each thrust of his hips. He gradually began moving harder and faster against her, each moan and cry driving him onward, until finally he erupted, filing Yoshie with sperm and fluid. She pulled him tight and cried out, her body now overflowing with orgasmic delight. As their ecstasy died, then stayed there, each gazing into their lover's eyes with a certain sense of magic they hadn't previously felt. Yes, this was perfect.
===NINE MONTHS LATER===
"Welcome back!" Hirofumi and the others shouted, as the Matsuki's came into the bakery, no longer a family of two.
"Thanks guys!" replied Takehiro in a state of pure happiness.
"Say 'Hi' to our little guy!" Yoshie cheerfully invited.
"Aw, so this is little Takato, huh?" Akemi asked, herself now six months pregnant. "He's so adorable!"
She gazed warmly at Yoshie's little baby, who looked around in awe.
"Congratulations, Takehiro, Yoshie," Shunsuke said, shaking the father's hand.
"You'll have one soon enough, Shunsuke."
"And then none of you will ever sleep again," Hirofumi laughed. "Honey, bring Hirokazu over to meet the baby."
"Takato, this is Hirokazu," Takehiro said, introducing the two. "You'll be great friends, I'm sure."
The two babies stared at each other for a moment.
"And over there is..." Takehiro paused, pointing to Akemi. "What is it, Kenta this week?"
"Yes, we've finally settled on a name," she replied, rubbing her stomach.
Takehiro hugged Yoshie as they gazed at the little boy they had created here at their shop. They at last had all they needed in the world, right there at the Matsuda Bakery.
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Closing Notes:
In the American dub, Takato is twelve, so this story takes place around 1989 (He was ten in the original, born in '91).
All adults have kept their Japanese first names, except for Yoshie, who was Mie in the original version. For reference we have: Takehiro Matsuki/Matsuda (Age 41 in Digimon, 29 here), Yoshie Matsuki/Mie Matsuda (Age 35 in Digimon, 23 here), Hirofumi Shiota, Takako Shiota (unnamed in the story to remove the awkwardness), Shunsuke Kitagawa, and Akemi Kitagawa.
I'm taking Hirokazu to be Kazu's full name, but that isn't canon.
The dub only confirms the Matsuki names and Takato's age.
The rest of the house is arranged correctly to the best of my knowledge.