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A/N: Ok so first taito fic of mine, I hope that this one works out well. Um if ya don't know me which I doubt most of the reader's do I am the dude yo. I have been writing fictions for a bit now to try and redeem some of my favorite fandoms. I honestly don't think I'm a good writer but that's for you to decide. Please review my stories I do love feedback of any kind, and above all I wish for you to enjoy this fic so um yeah here ya go dudes! Oh and dudes have a nice day.
(Yamato's POV)
It's strange… how things work out.
I've heard people say that many times in my life but I never really took it to heart. Quite possibly because my whole life has been rather 'strange' I guess you could say. Growing up I had a broken family, single parent and all. As a kid I saw an event that only a handful of people seemed to notice and ever since then has pretty much become dust in the wind. Then as a teen I went to camp and while there I was pulled into a world where monsters lived. And later in my teens I returned to try and help this new group of kids to take the claim of 'Digi Destined'.
But ya know, when I was put in those situations I got use to them rather quickly. Hell the whole digital world thing bettered my life, I made many friends while I was there and it helped to strengthen the bond between me and my little bro. Something I never got use to was this feeling I have for one of those friends, the one that became my best friend. All throughout high school I would try to cover the emotions by dating endless amounts of girls and spending time practicing for my band. I mean, I had to do something… he'd never understand me or my feelings if I ever told him about them.
Taichi; the star of our high school soccer team, the eye candy of every girl within the same room as him, my college roommate, my best friend, and the boy I love. I never was able to shake the fluttery, stomach knotting feeling he always gave me. At first I lashed out because of it, then I just looked up to him as a leader, then I tried to smother it with constant flings. But I shouldn't be thinking about this right now anyways, I should be helping Tai with the last few boxes.
I look down the balcony toward the stairs of the apartment complex seeing my tan skinned love carrying a large box toward the room. The only visible parts of him are his tan legs, sneakers, and of course his large mess of brown spiked hair poking over the top. "Hey, do ya want any help?" I query opening the entry door to the flat a bit more for him.
He slides past me almost jabbing me in the eye with the corner of the box, smiling as he passes and replies. "Naw its ok, my mom's grabbing the last box." I step outside on the cement surface and look toward the stairs once more, feeling a little guilty for having Mrs. Yagami helping us move.
After a moment I see a much larger package being carried up, quite wobbly and unsteadily. I send a glare back at my friend as he places his hands on his back bending backwards to crack it. "Tai!" I scold harshly. He turns his gaze to me with a puzzled expression and blinks a few times. I growl and hurry over to help my friend's mother; I grab the other side of the brown cardboard box and peer over the right of it. "I'm sorry that Tai didn't offer to take this box instead." I offer and she looks over the side back at me with a cheerful expression.
"Oh don't worry about it, Matt." She states then lets out a giggle, this is a little bit of a weird reply for me, but then again she has always been a little um different. "I'm just glad to help, and I'm very glad to see that my Taichi got into college!" she remarks as we make our way over the door.
As we enter I hear my chocolate eyed roommate call. "Uh Mom, do you want some help with that?" oh so now he cares, jeez, probably just because I mentioned something about it.
"No that's quite alright dear. I think we got it." She retorts as we set the box on the ground, right where the grey rug of the living room meets the white tile of the kitchen. A take a moment to look around, the bulk of our boxes are piled in the center of the decent sized living room area. The only furniture within the room is an old green futon couch that I 'acquired' at one of my gigs. Honestly I don't know why we took it from the backstage area, but it has served more then useful since then. "So do you know when class starts deary?" I hear the mother ask her son and decide to walk off toward the door closing it, I turn and look down the short hall. At the end is the bathroom and the two doors on the left are the bedrooms, each about half the size of the previously mentioned living room. The family room/kitchen space is through an archway to my right. All areas carpeted with the same grayish carpeting, except the kitchen and bathroom, all the walls an unpainted white and all the doors a light brown color.
"Thank, but we really gotta start unpacking now Mom." I hear Tai say and I pivot my gaze to them. "I will call you tomorrow or something ok?" he says placing a hand on her shoulder leading her to the door.
"Oh Taichi! I am so happy for you!" the woman declares, hugging her son tightly letting out tears of joy. I hold back a snicker as my friend glares at me mouthing the words. 'Get her off me!'
Even if the sight is rather hilarious to me, I do agree with the fact that we should start unpacking and quite possibly visit the nearby grocery store. I walk over placing a hand on the brunette woman's shoulder. "Mrs. Yagami we re-"
"Oh you too, Yamato! It's a shame your father was busy at work! I'm sure he's proud too!" she wails cutting me off and giving me the same bear like hug she was just giving her son. This time I see my tan friend trying to hold back a laugh at the site and my eye twitches. I pat her on the back and pray that she releases me in short time, all the while Tai just stands there holding in his laughter with all his strength. She eventually lets go and pulls a handkerchief out of seemingly nowhere to wipe her eyes of tears. "I'm sorry, I should let you two unpack." She states quickly smiling and waving, rushing out the door before I have the chance to say anything more.
As I look at the wooden barrier speechless my friends busts out cackling and falling to the linoleum pointing up at me. "Shut up!" I bark back him and he quiets slightly but continues to chuckle. I sigh and move over to him looking down at him, he looks so cute when he smiles, and his laugh, to me, is rather adorable if not somewhat annoying. "You done?"
"Yeah I think so." He breathes out wiping a tear from his right eye and propping himself onto his elbow's. "You know what?" he queries as I make my way over to the large box opening it looking at the contents.
"What?" I reply rummaging through the package, yep this is definitely Tai's. Can't he organize anything? Even if it's going to only be for a few hours. He's got his videogames and some soccer equipment in here mixed with some of his clothes and toiletries. The only thing that isn't in here is- wait; yep he's got a pillow in here too.
"I'm hungry." He exclaims standing up and walking over to me. I turn my head to look at his features while he peeks over my shoulder to see what I'm digging through. "Why are you holding my jock?" he questions and I swiftly turn my sight back to my hand blushing madly when I notice that I am indeed holding his sports jock.
I let out a scream and immediately drop all items in my hands trying to take a few steps back but unfortunately just bumping into the other boy falling back against him. I look up at him and him down at me and we stay like that staring at each other. He's got really harsh eyes, piercing almost, they are so strong and… alluring. His warmth is so inviting and now that I am this close I smell the slight hint of sweat from him, it's not sickening as most body odor is, but stimulating rather. As I start to feel blood leave my face and start to fill other lower extremities of my body I recompose myself. "So out to eat then? Or to the store or something right?" I nervously and quickly mutter making my way to the entry.
Tai follows and slaps me on the back in a playful manner. "You know you shouldn't go through someone's underwear without first asking." he jokes snickering afterwards; I let out a defeated huff and check my pocket for the key. As we exit our new home I lock the door and whirl around to see my friend staring out over the balcony at the street below. "I'm glad we are only about half way up." He says grinning back at me, yeah halfway up is still the fourth floor. After the comment we both start down the stairs, this place should really think of investing in an elevator.
A/N: Sorry went back and edited minor mistakes.