Locked Up Tight
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I feel like I've been locked up tight
For a century of lonely nights
The stars were bright tonight. Like a ribbon of silver light, the path streaked before
him, picked out in the white stones that marked it's winding way. Each stone glittered in the
starlight, casting brilliant reflections against the darkened foliage. Why was he doing
this?
Waiting for someone
To release me
Not that the doubt stopped him from trotting down the path purposefully, his dark green
shirt and blue jeans blending remarkably well with the surrounding area, only the blonde hair
and sharp sapphire eyes flashing exotically in the random, filtered light. A challenge wasn't
worth losing sleep, was it? Certainly not!
Your licking your lips and blowing kisses my way
But that don't mean I'm gonna give it away
Baby, baby, baby
Breaking from the woods into the clearing he remembered from earlier in the day, he
spotted Tai, back to him, hands behind head, waiting with uncharacteristic patience for the
one who had just emerged behind him; Yama. This was simply insane ....
Whoa-oa-oa-oa-oo
My body saying let's go
Turning, the other boy grinned at him, dropping easily onto the clearing's mossy floor as
he gestured at the ground. Sliced neatly into the green moss was a game board, a pile of
stones, half black and half white lay nect to it. Tai smiled up at Yama as he stood there
impassively, "Well?"
Whoa-oa-oa-oa-oo
But my heart is saying no
That's -- The thought petered out at the winsome smile, "Fhn ... "
Was Tai grinning or was it just the evasive lighting as he dropped to the ground across
from their unofficial leader and went about the first move. Why was he doing this? Because
the other boy had asked?
If you want to be with me
Baby, there's a price to pay
Comrades in arms mentality? Of course, that's what it was. Tai, just like Jyou and
Izzy, were his companions. Companions he admitted a loyalty and a caring for, however weak.
This game was just a way to pass the time before Jyou's return to the camp. Exactly.
With that consolation for his irrational actions, he concentrated on the checker game.
I'm a genie in a bottle
You gotta rub me the right way
It didn't take long for Yama to figure out that he was sadly overmatched. Not in skill
or even strategy, but in the pure, undiluted randomness that seemed to be Tai's trade mark.
Every move was careless, without seeming plan or design, piece sacrificed after piece, with
little regard to future value or importance. It was a radically different style from Yama's
precision planning and calculated losses, forcing him to counter again and again, losing his
plans and pieces one by one till it was a struggle to keep Tai's pieces from running rampant
across the board. He admitted to a new feeling. Respect.
If you want to be with me
I can make your wish come true
He had always had a modicrum of respect for Tai, mainly based upon his digimon's battle
performance more than anything ... but now ... as he stared at the board, silently admitting
his own defeat, he realized he respected Tai for more than just peripheral involvement.
I respect him for him. But then, had he always or had he just realized it
now?
You gotta make a big impression
Gotta like what you do
Perhaps it wasn't respect ... perhaps it was ... affection? It didn't feel like
affection. Not like the type he felt for Takeru for instance, or for Jyou and Izzy, or even
for Mimi and Sora. No, it was different, not unpleasant, but odd, as if a swarm of
butterflies had taken up residence in his stomach. There were ways to deal with this.
I'm a genie in a bottle, baby
Gotta rub me the the right way, honey
Slowly, as if stalking a wary and elusive cat, he leaned forward almost imperceptibly.
Tai's attention was focused on the game that Yama had already decided he was no longer
interested in (losing did that to him), so he never noticed that Yama was now uncomfortably
close until fingers tilted his chin up and ...
I'm a genie in a bottle, baby
Come, come, come on and let me out
... Yama kissed him.
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