Chapter 1: Anniversary

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Three years has past since the defeat of Myotismon. Peace has finally returned to the digital world once again. No one would have thought the dramatic changes that occurred after the fall of the greatest enemy known to both the Elder and New Chosen Children would change their lives forever.

None of the Chosen expected to find love and happiness within the strong bonds of these two teams. The bond was so strong and they've been through so much together that they believed nothing could tear them apart. Or so they thought.

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The smell of a delicious aroma filled the small apartment as the Chosen Child of Friendship prepared a variety of delicious foods. Ishida Yamato prepared four bento boxes. He smiled when everything came out perfect. Yamato put the four bento boxes in a picnic basket, along with drinks, snacks, forks, candles, matches and blankets. Satisfied, Yamato proceed to putting the leftover food away and cleaning the dishes and mess he somehow created.

Once done Yamato checked the time. It was 9:45 in the morning. Yamato got up early that morning to prepare the food for the surprise he planned for his boyfriend. It was their five-month anniversary of them finally being a couple and he wanted to make it special. Yamato calculated that he had about two hours to get ready before meeting his boyfriend in the Digital World. Yamato left the kitchen and stepped into the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Twenty minutes later, Yamato returned to his bedroom and proceeded to picking out the perfect outfit. Yamato scanned through the various outfits he had. In his closet he had slacks (in a variety of different colors), several pairs of jeans, dress shirts, leather pants, regular shirts (both long and short), and his usual Rockstar outfit. He didn't want to pick an outfit that said, "I'm trying to hard" or "I need to try harder" or even "Cut the crap! Let's make out and live happily ever after!" Yamato sighed. He didn't want to scare his boyfriend off. He wanted him to feel safe and comfortable with their relationship; that he (Yamato) was okay with taking things slow. It didn't bother him that Ken was reluctant to have sex. He was only sixteen after all and he was still recovering from that day. He pouted at his reasoning. Okay he lied. It bothered him a little. Yamato desperately want to touch and taste his lover delicate, pale skin. He wanted to explore and discover what made him moan and shiver in pleasure. He wanted to taste him. He wanted to touch him. He wanted to arouse him. He wanted him to feel safe again; that he was loved. He wanted him to understand he was not going to hurt him, ever. He wanted to...

Yamato snapped out of his daydream when he got a message from Wormmon. He cursed under his breath, realizing he was fantasizing about Ken again, when he was supposed to be getting ready. Yamato picked up his D-Terminal (that Ken given him for his birthday) from his bed and read the message:

About to go to the rendezvous place. Convinced Ken to put blindfold as requested. He's not happy. Might kill you. - Wormmon

Yamato smiled. Ken was so cute when he was mad. Yamato snickered as he imagined Ken's reaction when he sees his surprise. "Everything is going according to plan." Yamato said smugly. Now if only he can decide on what to wear.

Yamato walked back to his closet and decided to go simple, yet comfortable. From the closet he grabbed a pair of comfortable black jeans, a simple blue dress shirt, and a pair of shoes that's used for all weathers and conditions. (Why not? It's the Digital World after all.) Once dressed Yamato walked to the mirror that was above his dresser. He studied the outfit he chose. He smiled. He had to admit he did look good. Which was his plan all along. He needed to look good for Ken, in order for his plan to work.

Yamato gave himself a mental pat on the back before returning to pressing matters. Yamato scowled at his disheveled hair. It did not look perfect or appealing. Yamato grabbed his comb and varies hair products and went to work.

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