A/N: Another Taishirou, because we need more of 'em! Yaoi this time.

Chapter one: Procrastination

¤Taichi POV¤

I let the water from the shower run down my sun kissed body. I don't usually take this long to wash up after training, but I was going to meet up with Sora afterwards, and while she's excited to see me since I put off any get-together outside school these past months, using soccer practice for the big game four weeks from now as an excuse... Yeah~ I'm not looking forward to it for several reasons.

Don't get me wrong, Sora's great, we've been friends since diapers. She's, like, one of my best friends. Probably the first one. We have a picture on each of our family album of when we were two, in the park wading at a kiddie pool with myself wearing trunks and Sora just a short with nothing hiding the top.

Not that there was anything to hide that time.

Anyway, back to Sora. She's a great person, not as crazy as others (Hi Miyako-chan.) Not too girly ('Sup Mimi?), and I already mentioned her being my bestfriend (uh, should I be saying hi to Yamato, too?) She's also great and supportive, and while she is also quite the nagger, she's a great listener. And I do love her, even now. Sora's not really why I'm not looking forward to the meeting.

Okay. It is HER why I'm procrastinating, but it's not because of her.

And here comes that saying 'It's not you, it's me.' But IT IS ME! Sora's amazing and all that, I get lots of playful death threats from guys in my team, even in her tennis team for being her boyfriend. And she's everything a guy could want. She's the perfect girlfriend.

But she's not my perfect man. You'd have to be a man to be that, and while Sora's chest isn't as big as Mimi-chan's, she is still very much female...

Agh. You didn't get it? Or are you in-denial like I am? Fine. Here it is. I've realize... I'm bi.

Wow. We're all still here? I thought a meteor would've crash into earth and destroy us all. I mean, come on, who would have thought that I'm b... I'm stalling the explanations, aren't I?

Well, like I already said, I still love her. If it's Sora, hey, I am so MAN for her. But I'm more gay for... Erm, uh... A cute... Um... Awesome, smart... Uh... Logical... Uh, level-headed... What else? He's...

KOUSHIROU IZUMI!

Gah! Who said that? Me? Oh right. I'm still in my own head. Wow. I finally got to embrace that thought process after months of being in-denial. Well, there you have it, though. The ever studly Taichi Yagami is straight-up gay (A/N: Wow. Biggest oxymoron right there) for his male friend, Koushirou Izumi. Don't understand how? Well, guess how I feel! How could I have fallen for Kou-kun (I'm giving him a nickname now? Wow. I am so screwed.) and fallen out of love for Sora? But how could I not? If you were caught in that one life-changing (or preference changing anyway) moment that month, you wouldn't be able to get the genius off your mind either, guy or not, and now that I feel this way about him... Well, I'm glad no one else was caught in that moment with him! How about that? I liked Sora for years before I started acting upon it and getting her for myself just early last year, and I liked Koushirou for like, what? Four months and I'm already neck-deeped into him that I want him for myself NOW... Five minutes ago, though, officially-speaking.

And I can't stay with Sora-chan, and I know it's a risk: Breaking up with her to pursue Koushirou? I don't even know if Koushirou is remotely gay! Let alone that he could like me back. Am I his type? And he could be asexual for all I know. But it's the right thing, Sora deserves better than that. She deserves someone straight, and whether I do deserve him or not, I want to get into Koushirou's pants.

Did I really just...? Man, I am horny.

"Yagami! Get your butt off that shower room and get going! Don't be such a girl!"

I nearly slipped on my own feet. "Jeez Coach! What's with the heart attack?! I could've broken my neck then!"

"If you don't get out of there in five seconds, I'm breaking it for ya!"

Grumbling, I grab a towel, wrapped it aroud my waist and head out, ignoring coach and glancing at a nearby wall clock. Jeez, I still have time to get there without being late. So much for that idea...

"What on earth took ya, Yagami?"

I picked up my dirty clothes and grabbed my gym bag of the cleaner ones. I never did trust lockers since that incident in 4th grade.

"Yagami, I asked you a question."

I looked over my shoulder and shrugged. "Procrastination."

A/N: was that too short for anyone? It's only the first chap. R&R