I Think I Love You
**I Think I Like You
By:** Kiyo - 21 March 2006
Flamedramon x Exveemon
Notes: AU; Figured I'd give these two a good start. Somewhat. :)
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon.
Exveemon grinned when he walked through the door to his sixth period class. Flamedramon, who was sitting next to an empty desk, smiled at him and waved.
"Wow, all six classes together in a row. Nice." Exveemon started laughing as he walked in and put his books down on the desk beside his friend. It was the first day of their senior year in High School.
A Weregarurumon walked into the classroom, then introduced himself as the teacher. This was their History class of the semister. Everyone in the class opened their notebooks and began to take notes as he lectured them on the history of the Digital World.
About halfway through the lesson, Exveemon started to doze off. The teacher didn't say anything, so Flamedramon just had to remember to give him the notes to copy later. He couldn't help but keep watching Exveemon sleep. It almost fascinated him. Then he realized the more he stared, the more he realized he felt almost dizzy, and he started to breath a little harder than normal.
He had no idea what was going on with him, and it was starting to weird him out, so he turned to try to focus on the notes, but he kept looking back to Exveemon, even if it was just for a second. He didn't understand what he was feeling right now. Him and Exveemon had been best friends since before he could really remember, and he never had any feelings like this before, not around anyone.
Exveemon started to wake up now and rub his eyes, and Flamedramon looked away and hoped he hadn't noticed him watching him. He looked at the clock and almost wanted to gape. Most of the class period had already gone by. He sighed to himself and put his head in his paws, wondering what was going on with him. He thought he heard the bell ring but he ignored it.
Exveemon started to pick his stuff up then he noticed Flamedramon. He stood up beside him and rested a paw on his back.
"You alright?" He asked as he bent over to look at his friend. Flamedramon uncovered his muzzle, then faked a smile and nodded.
"Yup!" Exveemon grinned then patted him on the back.
"Alright.. you want to come over after school?" He asked him. Flamedramon thought for a second, wondering what stupid thing he might do if he were to go through with that.
"I've got that homework from Calculus that I need to get done with.." He managed to get out. Exveemon nodded then waved as he started to leave. 'That's odd...' Exveemon thought.. 'we always do homework together at one of our houses..'
Flamedramon and Exveemon live in the same apartment complex, just in different buildings. Exveemon had to stay after school to get some help in his Chemistry class, so Flamedramon went on ahead and left for home.
For some reason, he couldn't stop thinking about Flamedramon. He acted so strange, he was never like that around him before. Did he do something wrong?
"Exveemon, are you alright?" Cyberdramon, his teacher, asked him. Exveemon shrugged a little.
"I don't really know... I guess today was just really stressful for me." Cyberdramon nodded.
"Maybe you should go on home. We can work on this in the morning if you'd like." Exveemon nodded and gathered his books.
"Thank you, sir." Cyberdramon nodded and Exveemon left the room to go to his locker.
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Beelzebumon and Etemon were conversing in an alleyway between two buildings. Beelzebumon looked out when something caught his eye and noticed a Flamedramon walking with headphones in his ears and carrying a bookbag. He poked Etemon on the shoulder, then pointed to the Flamedramon. He nodded, then they left the alley and began to follow him.
Flamedramon could barely stand this anymore. He tried thinking about anything and everything else, but his thoughts always went back in one way or another to Exveemon.
"Hey!" Beelzebumon called out to him. Flamedramon stopped, took off his headphones and turned around to see if it were Exveemon that were calling him. When he saw who had called him, his heart sank in his chest.
"Yea, you; Stupid dragonboy, come here." He demanded, swinging one of his guns around his hand while Etemon started to grin. Flamedramon wasted no time in turning around and starting to run.
Beelzebumon loaded a clip into his gun and started shooting. Etemon growled then started to sprint after him, Beelzebumon following. Flamedramon shoved his music player into his pants pocket and yanked out his cellphone, and called Exveemon. While he did this, Etemon began to run faster, gaining ground on him. When one of the bullets wizzed past his shoulder, Flamedramon started running in random zig-zag formations, trying to dodge as best he could.
Exveemon set his books in the crook of his left arm when he picked up his cell phone.
"Call the police!" Flamedramon yelled through the phone, "There's a Beelzebumon and an Etemon chasing after me!" Exveemon heard Flamedramon panting and some of the gunshots in the background.
"What the hell? Why're they chasing you!" Exveemon yelled as he dropped his books, some of the staff turning to look and see what he was yelling about.
"How the fuck should I know! Just call them, please!" Flamedramon yelled as he closed the phone and shoved it back into his pocket. Etemon leapt off of a bench and onto Flamedramon, making him trip and crash into the side of a building. Etemon quickly wrenched Flamedramon's arms behind him, trying to keep him pinned.
"Get off me!" Flamedramn yelled as he tried to get Etemon off of his back, only to feel Etemon hold him tighter and feel one of the bones in his left arm pop. Beelzebumon sauntered over and looked down at Flamedramon with a menacing rin on his face.
"What the hell do you guys want with me!" Flamedramon growled. Beelzebumon then kicked him in the ribs. Flamedramon cringed, then was about to use his Fire Rocket attack until he got kicked again, this time in the stomach area. He started to whimper softly as he collapsed to the ground under Etemon, coming close to passing out altogether.
Etemon started to laugh as he began to go through his pockets when Exveemon elbowed him violently in the back of the head, then punched Beelzebumon in the jaw, knocking them both out. Flamedramon grunted softly as he tried to move his arms back painfully to a semi normal postition. His waist was killing him.
Exveemon got Flamedramon's stuff off of the two and then picked him up and put him on his back. He slid the access card in the elevator, and then they went inside. The doors closed, and they began to ascend to Exveemon's apartment's floor.
"Are you ok?" Exveemon asked him after a while. Flamedramon nodded as he rested his head on Exveemon's shoulder against his neck. After what seemed like forever, they got out of the elevator and they went down to the hall to Exveemon's apartment.
Exveemon unlocked and opened the door, still carrying Flamedramon. He turned on the lights in his own room and gently set him on the bed.
"Lay down or something.. I have to make a call then get some stuff to help clean you up." Exveemon said, although he was reluctant to leave him, he knew he had to. He pulled his cellphone out of his pants pocket and called the police station back as he looked out of an overlook window and saw that Beelzebumon and Etemon were still outside. They were sitting against the building now, as if they were waiting on one of them to come out of the elevator.
"Thanks for waiting for me to call back. They're still outside of our apartment building." Exveemon spoke into the phone.
"Is everything alright now? Was anybody hurt?" The voice on the other side asked.
"My friend was roughed up a little but I've got him taken care of. Do you mind doing something about those two downstairs?" Exveemon asked, still worried for Flamedramon's safety.
"Of course. Thank you for reporting this." The voice replied.
"You're welcome, and thank you." Exveemon spoke as he hung up the phone. He went back into the apartment and closed the door behind him, then went to get some washrags for Flamedramon. When he returned, Flamedramon was splayed out on the bed fast asleep.
Exveemon couldn't help but smile, because he just looked so peaceful while he slept. He walked over and sat beside him. He saw a bruise starting to develop on his arm, and cleaned the area with one of the warm cloths. He noticed a lot of dirt on the lower part of his shirt, and realized there wasn't any dirt on the street, so he had to look. He gently pulled up his shirt and saw pretty bad bruises and a little blood on some scratches left from Beelzebumon's shoe. He growled under his breath as he cleaned those areas, being careful not to press too hard.
Flamedramon's face distrorted a little in his sleep from the pain of even that small touch.
"I'm sorry buddy," Exveemon whispered to his sleeping friend, "I'm just trying to help you get better quicker." He got some anti-bacterial medication and wiped that along the scratches then replaced his shirt.
He got up, put the rags away, then called his Mom to let her know about what happened and that Flamedramon would probably be staying the night. She agreed and told him to tell Flamedramon that she hopes he gets better soon. His Mom was on a business trip, so he had to fend for himself and Flamedramon now... but there wasn't anything wrong with that.
He went back into his room and checked on Flamedramon again. Flamedramon had gotten under the covers, his shirt was draped over Exveemon's computer chair, and he was hugging his pillow. Exveemon sank against the doorframe as he watched him sleep. His heart felt like it was spinning around and around inside of his chest. He didn't know why it felt that way, but he knew he liked it. He reluctantly walked away after turning off the lights in that room, and went to the kitchen to make them something to eat. He knew Flamedramon would be hungry when he woke up.
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Flamedramon slowly started to wake up. He blinked his eyes for a moment, then started to move around to survey his surroundings when a sharp pain erupted in his waist.
"Ow... crap.." He sighed softly as he rememebered today's events. "Exvee?" He tried to call out, but it came out a little louder than his normal voice, which wasn't that loud to begin with.
No one came.
"Exvee?" He tried a little louder. It was dark outside, but there was a light on somewhere in the house because there was a dim light under the door. The door opened, and then Exveemon turned on a lamp. Flamedramon smiled, the relief evident on him as he relaxed.
"How're you feeling" Exveemon asked softly as he sat down beside Flamedramon on the bed. Flamedramon rubbed his own stomach.
"Well.. I'm hurting a lot here... but I'm sure that'll get better in time... I'm kind of hungry too." Exveemon chuckled lightly to himself.
"I know you too well." He spoke as he got up and left the room. Flamedramon sat on the bed easily puzzled. Exveemon returned with a tray and two bowls of soup on them. Flamedramon laughed a little, and then grabbed at his stomach when it started to hurt from the stress.
Exveemon couldn't help but smile as he sat down beside him and pulled a nightstand over and set their food on it. Flamedramon hungrily ate his food, and Exveemon took his time. After a little bit, Flamedramon was the first to speak up.
"So I guess I'm staying here tonight?" Exveemon nodded to this.
"I called Mom and she didn't mind. She told me to tell you that she hopes you get better soon." Flamedramon smiled, and then reached over and hugged Exveemon. Exveemon blinked in surprise... it was as if he had been waiting for this for a very long time... he hugged back, and then started to begin to realize what the feelings that he was feeling earlier were.
"Do you think she told my parents?" Flamedramon asked as he let go.
"Well, my Mom's with your parents, I'm sure it had to come up sooner or later in conversation, you know?" Flamedramon nodded softly. Exveemon picked up their bowls and the tray and took them to the kitchen where he ran them through some water and left them in the sink. He looked up at the clock, and it was almost ten o'clock. He yawned and turned off the main lights and went back to his room.
Exveemon started to take one of the pillows off of his bed when Flamedramon asked, "What're you doing?"
"I'm gonna let you sleep in here and I'll take the couch in the living room." Exveemon started, then Flamedramon almost interrupted.
"Please... can you stay in here?" Exveemon looked at him for a minute. "I know it sounds weird, maybe even gay... but I don't care anymore... please don't not be my friend when I tell you this, but... I like you. A lot... I think I even love you." He looked down, obviously embarrassed.
Exveemon walked over, stood above him, kneeled down, then gently kissed him.
"I feel the same way, Flamedramon." Flamedramon smiled and then brought up a paw to slide along his muzzle, returning the kiss. Exveemon reached over with his tail and turned off the switch to the lamp, and slid in beside Flamedramon, wrapping his arms and a wing around him. Flamedramon hugged into him as tight as he could without hurting himself, and rested his head against his chest.
Exveemon rubbed his muzzle along Flamedramon's shoulder slowly, listening to the smaller digimon breath against him as they fell asleep.
They both knew life for them would never be the same, but for better or for worse, they'd get through it. Together. No matter what.