My Life with Gabumon Chapter 1
Well people, this is my first time writing a semi-furry story, or a story at all out of school. With that out of the way time for the disclaimer! This story contains naught naught, bad, fun things. Meaning, M/M and other fun things. And now for the real disclaimer. This story contains, M/M meaning man on...mon action. Do don't read if you under the of 18, or 21 in some places. I don't own Digimon, thats copy writed by Bandi. Please don't sue me, I'm too poor. Please comment on the story, it'll intise me to write more. Even if my writing is't all that good. And why did I write this? Case' Gabumon is so sexy. Now on to the story!
Tristan woke up in his bed dazed, and sighed. 'Nothing ever changes here...' Tristan moved his hand to rub his eyes slowly waking up and lifted his sheets groggily getting out of his bed. As Tristan walked out his room wearing nothing more than his boxer he walked to the bathroom. Tristan opened the door and turned on the light, then closed his eyes from the brightness. Then Tristan opened his eyes to look in the mirror, smirking at his figure. Oh sure he wasn't the most muscled thing out there, but neither did he have lots of fat. Tristan was normal, standing at 5'11, black hair, and blue-green eyes.
After looking in the mirror he turned and went into the shower, turning the knobs to just the right temperature. Then he felt like something was different this time. Then Tristan looked down to see he was still wearing his boxers. He sighed and brought his hand to his head, shaking them. "Crap..." Tristan moved his hand down to take his boxers off and stopped thinking, "...Should I?...No, no, there's time for that later...." then he took off his boxers, placing them out of the way to dry. Then Tristan after he finished with washing off and shampooing. Got out of the shower and got a towel and put it around his waist.
Tristan looked at the mirror barley seeing himself as the fog was still there. And he proceeded to his room, opening the door and closing the door behind him. Tristan smiled and dropped his towel waking into to his closet picking out boxer-briefs, blue jeans, and a green shirt. Tossing them onto his bed, putting them on one at a time. Tristan smiled and then jumped onto his bed waiting for the day to go by.
It was a Saturday and most of his family was usually out by 12 pm. Whether it is his parents for work, or his brother going to his friend's house. And as Tristan looked at his clock, it said it was already 12:30 pm. He smiled and slowly drifted of to sleep with out knowing it. Till, a blue burr jumped onto him waking Tristan up from his sleep.
Tristan startled and eyes wide open blurted out. "It wasn't me!" then he came to his senses look at, for a lack of a better word, his pet. "...Don't do that to me!" Tristan said angrily. The pet just smiled and licked Tristan's cheek. Tristan sighs and gave a small smile. "You know, you could talk no one should be home. "Gabumon."
Gabumon grinned at Tristan. "But this is so much more fun."
Tristan sighed then laughed. "And more painful to. Now come on, aren't you hungry?"
Gabumon jumped off of Tristan onto the floor heading towards the kitchen. "What are you going to make me?"
Tristan sat up and got off the bed walking to catching up to Gabumon. "I feel like stir fry, that sound good?"
Gabumon nodded and ran ahead to the refrigerator opening it getting out the raw chicken, rice, mushrooms, and the soy sauce. Gabumon continued to get out other needed things like the pans, Pam and set them on the counter. Tristan got into the kitchen right when Gabumon was finished getting everything out. Tristan looked at everything and nodded at Gabumon, and started with the cooking. "I'll be in here for a while, go do something for about 30 minutes."
Gabumon smiled and walked out of the kitchen to the living room and sat down on the couch looking for the remote. After he found the remote he turned on the T.V. randomly flipping though out the many channels, trying to find something to watch. Gabumon never really found anything on the T.V. interesting, he was more interesting in other things. Meanwhile...
Tristan was already done cooking the raw chicken and put in the mushrooms, rice and some greens he found. Tristan smiled at his cooking, he wasn't as good as his mom...but a lest he didn't burn everything like his dad did. Tristan walked out of the kitchen to find Gabumon idly channel surfing. He was behind the couch so Gabumon couldn't have seen him so he decided to sneak up on him. Tristan smiled and jumped from behind the couch and land on Gabumon.
Gabumon saw Tristan a moment to late and got pounced on. Though that wouldn't be as correct, more like Tristan fell on top of him. Tristan couldn't say didn't enjoy doing this, it's more of a pay back thing. "Got'cha"
Gabumon just laid there for a while. Wondering what just happened. Tristan turned Gabumon where they where facing each other and smiled. Gabumon narrowed his eyes and jokingly said. "I hate you."
Tristan grinned. "Love you too, now come on. The food is ready." And got off the couch and got to the kitchen. Not looking back to see if Gabumon, but hearing his foot steps. Then as he headed towards the stove and where the food was still cooking. Tristan lifted the lid and the smell of cooked carrots, chicken, broccoli and soy sauce wafted into the air. Tristan turned around grabbing two bowls and setting them near the frying pan. Lifting the pan up and half-hazardly pouring the food into the bowls spilling a little here and there. And took one bowl over to Gabumon who was waiting at the table. Tristan set the bowl down and went over to the mess he made and cleaned it up before returning to the table with his bowl. Tristan and Gabumon continued to eat their food talking about random thing Gabumon had gotten into. Nothing too interesting, most of the time Gabumon had to hide in the attic or Tristan's closet. But this did give time for Gabumon to think of how they met. And of course what he could do to Tristan.
Once they where both done Tristan took the bowls to the sink and cleaned them, thinking. 'I hate cleaning dishes...' After he was done he looked over at the table to find Gabumon wasn't there. Tristan bit his lip and looked at the clock on the wall 2 pm. Tristan just started looking around the house trying to find Gabumon. Tristan shouting out his name once in a while. He got tired of looking for Gabumon and decided to check in his room.
Thinking back he should have checked his room first. Gabumon was in fact waiting in Tristan's room. When Tristan walked in he saw Gabumon on his bed leaning of the back board on the bed. Gabumon gave him a strange smile, both like and unlike his normal smile. Tristan pondered this for a moment before climbing on top of the bed laying next to him. They smiled and cuddled together. Tristan holding Gabumon close to himself. Unknowing to the both of them, Eric was looking at the both of them though the crack of the door....
So there it is my Chapter one. I intend to make more but that depends on the comments I get. And yes there'll be yiff in the next few chapters. Back story... why Tristan doesn't go to school, how he got Gabumon. All the little looses ends. Until next time! Note. I don't write very fast so I'm very sorry to the people who'll like the chapter. >.> As if theirs any.