Nothing is Forever
Summary:Yamato and Taichi share a bond that exceeds friendship and challenges the boundaries of love. Their relationship appears to be indestructible, but cracks are starting to appear on the surface. Nothing is forever.
D-Angel: Heya, here I am again with yet another Tai/Matt story for your enjoyment. It's a brand new story naturally, the idea came to me around a week ago and within half an hour I was typing out the first chapter! (I have a couple other ideas for taito stories that have been floating around in my head for 'months'. Will hopefully get round to writing those over the summer).
Well, naturally this story will be angst filled, though it may be hard to believe considering how fluffy this chapter is. This story also has a kinda 'London estate' feel to it, which was inspired by 'Beautiful Thing' (Which is a wonderful British film about two young boys that discover love for one another, but are unable to express it freely due to family situations and such... And yeh, just go and watch it!).
The story is going to be narrated by Tai, not sure yet if I'll change the point of narrative in later chapters...
Alright, that's all I want to say. Please read on and enjoy!
Rating: M – Due to future events that will be mentioned or will occur in later chapters.
Warnings: Strong language, mature and explicit vocabulary (Here and there), naturally some guy on guy action occurring
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Chapter 1
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Yamato Ishida, my lover, my soul mate. Forever.
It does sound and feel weird when I say that, because he's my best friend. We've literally been friends since forever. We met aged six, when he moved in the apartment next door to mine with his father. Admittedly, my mother was the one that made me introduce myself to him. Even at that young age, I was slightly intimidated by him. Matt came across as amazingly cool, having funky blond spiky hair and eyes that were the exact same shade as the sky.
Though I was the one that asked him to be my friend, I soon claimed the role of leader. Matt was far more quiet and sensitive than he looked. I suppose that was the reason he became an easy target for bullies. At school he was pushed around the playground by older kids and taunted for his girly looks. True, Matt did have a slim frame and long girlish eyelashes, but to me he was still ultra cool. So, I stuck up for him. I beat the crap out of anyone that laid a finger on him.
By the age of nine, we were best friends. Inseparable, we were always together. I was either at his house, or he was at mine. My mother used to joke that we were like the male versions of Thelma and Louise, whoever they were. We would spend hours just lazing out on the sofa watching films or playing computer games. In the summer we would go to Odaiba, naturally dragging a few other friends along with us, to play football, have water fights and play all those silly games that little kids play.
Sora Takenouchi was one of those friends; I suppose she was my best female mate. For a girl, she was pretty cool. She was very much the rebel, hated anything girly and loved football nearly as much as me. Matt thought she was cool as well, though he still preferred to spend his free time with me.
The rumours started when we were eleven. People became aware that I was hanging around Matt all the time and that I still protected him from any bullies. I walked onto the playground one lunchtime to find that there was massive crowd near the water fountain. As I ran closer to the commotion the chanting became more clearer; ' Yamato's a fag! Yamato's a fag!'.
" Leave him alone!" I remember yelling as I fought my way through the crowd. One kid then said in a smug tone of voice; ' Here comes the troubled princess's gay lover'. I would have killed every single one of them for hurting Matt in such a cruel way, but at that moment my main priority was to get him to safety.
We bunked school for the rest of that day. Back at my apartment I cleaned and bandaged his wounds, then we rested on the sofa. I allowed Matt to snuggle up to me as we watched some lame black and white movie that was on television that was about some married woman that had an affair with a doctor, or something. I soon noticed that Matt was not watching the film. And that was the very first time I saw Yamato Ishida cry. It was a shock to me; Matt the cool guy, who's eyes did not even water when he broke his arm when he was ten (My fault, I dared him to climb up the highest tree in Odaiba park), or when he cut his knee open after falling down the nasty stone apartment block steps and needed three stitches, was crying his eyes out in my presence. I did not know what to say, so I just hugged him back and told him not to let the bullies back at school get him down. And, he never did ever again.
I noticed the physical and mental change in Matt when we became teenagers, but I mainly noticed our obvious differences. He was taller than me and was starting to catch the attention of girl's with his soft blue eyes, feminine shaped face and his wonderful golden blond hair. Where as me, I was still short and chubby with baby fat, and I knew for a fact that my brown eyes and wild mass of brown hair weren't what girls were looking for. I started to slowly envy his perfect slim but yet toned physique. Matt also found the love of his life. Music.
Me, Matt and Sora, who started to hang with us more, would spend most days relaxing at each other's houses. We'd usually help Matt compose songs, which he would sing in his gentle voice or play on his guitar. Though, I enjoyed spending time with Sora, I preferred spending time with Matt, alone. I guess it was then that I started to question my sexuality. I had never been attracted to a girl before, ever. Not even Sora, who was maturing into a beautiful young woman.
" Hee hee, you fancy Sora, don't you?" Matt teased on several occasions. I would always come back with a disgusted look followed by ' No way, she's like a sister to me!'. Matt would just roll his eyes, then resume strumming the strings of his guitar.
I grew more curious about my sexuality. I clearly was not into girls, and I would find myself 'accidentally' walking in on Matt when he was getting dressed or undressed in his bedroom. On one occasion, Matt walked into the bathroom in my apartment to find me standing in my boxers in front of the full-length mirror, examining what I thought was my still pre-teen body. I was hardly bothered, though, Matt had seen me in my boxers thousands of times.
" I'm still a flabby little kid," I complained as I prodded my own stomach. I was surprised when Matt shook his head from side to side. He then stood next to me and started to discard his own clothes, until he was down to his boxers.
" Look, your stomach is far more toned than mine will ever be," Matt explained, pressing his warm hand against my belly for a few seconds. I blushed evidently as his hand made contact with my skin. I quickly muttered something about being cold then grabbed my jeans before hurrying out of the bathroom.
Matt touched me in similar ways on a number of occasions after that. Whether they were accidental or not, I still noticed them. From a simple squeeze of the shoulder, to bodily contact that was made when we would play fight on the living room floor. It soon became a regular thing, for us to play fight.
Shortly after my fourteenth birthday it was apparent. I was gay. The thought of getting it on with guys turned me on, while the thought of getting with a girl actually repulsed me. Matt on the other hand had already been out with nearly all the girls in our year at school. I felt so jealous when he told me about his first kiss, first proper kiss with tongues and his first hand job from a girl who had the reputation of a slut. Matt being Matt would tease me about not ever having a girlfriend. I joked back one time and said in a camp voice that I would much prefer a boyfriend. He had replied with, " I'll be your boyfriend any day." I thought he was joking, so I laughed it off alongside with him, though I saw a disappointed glimmer in his eyes.
It's actually quite odd how you remember the exact date and time of your first kiss. Mine was 15th July, at 23.44pm. I was in my room, bored out of my mind when my mum came into the room holding the phone.
" It's your twin," She sighed as she threw the phone onto the bed next to me. I started to speak to Matt once she had left the room. He sounded as if he was on the verge of tears, all I heard was something along the lines of girlfriend, hates me, get round here now. I was quick to rush next door. Matt opened the apartment door, his face all tear stained.
" What happened?" I asked as I followed him into his room. His main light was switched off; the only source of light was coming from his small bedside lamp. Matt crawled onto his bed and threw his covers on top of him, before I joined him, though I lay on top of the covers.
The story was at first rather typically filled with teenage angst. His girlfriend had basically dumped him because he would not sleep with her, or something. Then suddenly Matt went silent before he whispered to me that he had something to tell me. I listened in pure interest.
" The reason why I've dated so many girls is because I don't want people thinking I'm… Gay," He nervously explained. My eyes lit up, while one of my eyebrows raised with curiosity.
" But I got scared earlier on, Chi, when Ai said that she wanted to go all the way," He continued to say. He paused again before he lowered his eyes to avoid my eye contact, before he said clearly in a decided voice, " I don't ever want to sleep with a girl because I am gay."
I watched as he turned his head to the side in what looked like shame before he sighed out loudly in frustration. Everything then started to sink in. My best friend was gay. He was like me! I suddenly didn't feel all alone and different. I wrapped my arms around him and told him that everything was fine. My over excited behaviour may have been the thing that gave away my own secret. Matt studied my face for a few seconds before he asked, " You too?" I nodded. A small tear then fell down my face, which Matt wiped away with one of his thumbs. Then he leant forwards. My whole body tingled with excitement as his soft velvet lips brushed against my own for a few seconds before he pulled back, shyly. My heart melted when I saw his stunning blues sparkle with happiness.
My first kiss was with my best friend. Heh, I had a lot of firsts after that. But, after that Matt and I crossed over the line of friendship and we became boyfriend and boyfriend. It hardly had to be discussed. Sora was first to know about us. She said, with a grin, that we could have not made it any more obvious that we fancied each other like crazy. Other friends soon found out shortly afterwards, none of them were disgusted or freaked out. It felt nice to be accepted.
Then, my mum found out. As usual, Matt and I were making out on my bed when she walked into the room. I literally threw Matt off me when I saw her standing at the doorway, eyebrows raised slightly. My eyes were wide with fear as she glanced back and forth at us. Then the silence was broken.
" About bloody time!" She sighed, before winking at us. She then turned around and left the room with a smile on her face. My mum, abso-fucking-lutely the greatest mother in the whole of Odaiba! Officially! Who needs a father as well when I've just got her? My dad walked out on my mother and I shortly after my little sister died. Yeah, I had a sister. Her name was Hikari. She was a beautiful and cheerful baby; despite she was born with major heart problems. Bleh, I can't remember those days very well because I was four or five at the time. Anyway, she died shortly after her first birthday. The strain was too much for my father, so he left. I haven't seen him since.
I'm sixteen now. I guess I'm average height for my age, around five foot nine. I'm said to be a 'looker', but I only have eyes for my boyfriend. Yamato and I have been together for two years. I know for a fact that he is my soul mate. We are meant to be together. Forever.
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His lips eagerly pressed themselves against mine as he slammed me against the wall. I sighed out. I just loved it when he kissed me like that. His hands slipped underneath my football shirt as my tongue brushed against his own. My arousal grew as he teasingly traced his fingertips against my nipples. His arms then wrapped around my waist as he pressed his body right against mine. My body was shivering with anticipation. I wanted him to go down on me right there and then.
" Ishida Yamato! Yagami Taichi!" A loud voice suddenly boomed. We quickly pulled away from each other and turned to face our headmaster, who knew our names all too well. Matt smoothed out his school shirt as I ironed down my football top with my hands.
" How may we help you, Mr. Fuji?" Matt asked in his gentle sexy voice that was usually enough to turn me on. God, he was such a rebel. Truly only he, and maybe me, could get away with talking to our headmaster in such a way. Mr. Fuji was truly a dragon; he would give the younger children detentions for just respiring. The older kids were usually given detentions for doing something natural, like laughing.
" What do the school rules state about kissing in school premises, Ishida?" Mr. Fuji, the vein on his head started to twitch uncontrollably, as always. I always thought that someday his head would explode, or something.
" Sir, surely you can't expect me to remember all billion of the school's rules?" Matt replied back cockily, he cheekily rested his hand on my ass causing me to jump a little before I blushed and smiled sheepishly. Mr. Fuji was certainly not smiling; he was turning an unhealthy shade of purple while his hands curled into tight fists.
" The rules state that pupils that are in a relationship must show their affection towards one another outside of school premises!" His eyes then narrowed, " Just because you two are homosexual it doesn't mean that the rules are any different for you."
Honestly, did that asshole think we expected a fucking goody bag because we were gay?
" If I catch you two kissing again on school premises I will be forced to send letters home to your parents," Mr. Fuji threatened, " Do I make myself clear?"
It annoyed me when teachers added that onto the end of all their threats. They know that we can't say 'no' because we realise that we would get a detention. Matt and I muttered yes wishing that would piss off so we could continue with our kissing session. The old man gave us a poisonous look before he waddled off back down the empty corridor. Matt then cheekily pinched my rear before he winked sexily at me; he then bent down and picked up our school bags.
We walked back to our apartment block, holding hands as always. A few people gave us funny looks, mainly old people that were raised up in the 1940s where they had to repress all their feelings and such resulting in their lack of open minds.
" I forgot to ask, how was football practice?" Matt asked as we walked through Odaiba Park. I had football practice after school on Wednesdays and Fridays. Every Wednesday, Matt watched me during football practice, where as on Fridays he stayed after school to rehearse with his band mates. No matter what day of the week it was, we always walked home together, unless one of us was ill or something.
" Oh, football practice was great, as usual," I said enthusiastically, " Coach, says I'm getting better."
" Mmm, I think he's right, you're becoming more athletic looking as well," Matt purred, he caressed my hand with his own making me grin nearly from ear to ear. I loved it when Matt was in a horny mood.
We soon reached our apartments. Matt planted a small kiss on my lips before he whispered in my ear and reminded me that his dad was on a business trip and wouldn't be back until Monday. He then lightly pushed me against the wall between our apartment doors and started to kiss me. Opened mouth with no tongues, but it still felt great. He then ran his hand against my cheek before he stepped back and allowed me to breathe properly again.
" I'll grab some clothes from my apartment and I'll be around in a few," I explained, moving away from the wall before walking over to my apartment door.
" Ok, Chi, but be quick… Mister Banana is sad because he misses your loving," Matt joked. His hair somehow did that hot swaying thing as he spun around and blew me kiss.
Around ten minutes later, I walked into Matt's apartment with a bag containing my clothes. I was still in my football kit because I had decided that it would be easier for me to have shower and change into my clothes round Yama's place. As soon as I had kicked off my trainers and had placed my bag on the sofa, Matt's arms wrapped themselves around my waist. He rested his head on my shoulder for a few seconds, as if mocking the fact that he was slightly taller than me (five foot eleven).
" I want to go all the way," Matt then softly said to me. His hands then slipped into my football shorts. I whimpered out in pleasure as he started to stroke me slowly. I shut my eyes as he told me to tilt my head to the side before he started to kiss me gently, this time with tongues. He then ended the kiss when he realised I was on the verge of coming. He stepped back, sliding his hands out of my shorts, which caused me to frown.
" Bedroom?"
" Bathroom, I need to get cleaned up before we do anything," I explained. It was a known fact that no guy smelt very pleasant after an hour of football practice.
" Ok erm.. Hey, let's shower together," Matt suggested, he grabbed my hand and started to drag me towards the bathroom door. I pulled off my top once we had stepped inside the rather small room, which had a sink, toilet, bath and shower, like most bathrooms do actually. Matt turned on the shower, adjusting the temperature so it was just right.
" Yama, I don't really want to 'do it' in the shower," I explained. Hey, it wasn't as if I didn't find the whole concept of having sex with Matt in a shower a turn on, it was just that I wanted my first time to be on a bed. I told Matt that and he laughed softly as he pulled off his school tie, then unbuttoned his shirt and tugged that off as well.
" Don't worry, Tai, I won't do anything you don't want me to," He reassured as he wrapped his arms around me. I snuggled up close to him and shut my eyes.
So we showered together for the first time. He behaved, well…to an extent anyway. He washed me, but his hands ended up lingering between my thighs. Once he had finished 'washing' me, I washed him. He moaned out sweetly as I ran my hand up and down his length as the water pattered down onto our nude bodies.
We were both still hard when we stumbled out of the shower. Matt and I kissed again, before we grabbed a towel each and wrapped it around our bodies and rushed out the bathroom, holding hands and giggling like two girls that had just spoken to a guy they fancied. Into the bedroom we went.
My boyfriend sure did look totally hot with his darkening blond hair-dripping wet, with a white towel hanging loosely of his slender hips. He stood there and posed for me for a few seconds. I then had to carefully move one of three guitars Matt owned off the bed before I sat down. My heart started to slam hard against my chest as Matt allowed his towel to fall to the floor, revealing his sexy naked curvy body. He then knelt down on the floor in front of me then unwrapped the towel that was wrapped limply around my own waist.
" Mmm, yummy," Matt whispered as he forced my legs apart and moved his mouth close to my arousal. I moaned out loudly as his lips wrapped themselves firmly around my erection as he started to suck me off at a fast pace, before he slowed down and allowed his hands to play with my testicles.
" Ahh… Yama… Aahh!" I sighed out. A very pleasant feeling started to engulf my body as his tongue ran its way around my length. He happened to be very good at giving head. I was unable to hold back for long. My face burnt with embarrassment as I came. Matt just simply swallowed and grinned, and then he licked my seed off his lips
" You always taste so sweet, Chi," Matt said in a dirty tone of voice, once he had cleaned me up with his tongue, he then stood up and walked towards the chest of drawers that rested at the foot of his bed. I tilted my head to side slightly in curiosity.
" I thought you wanted to go all the way," I reminded as I lifted my legs up onto his bed and stretched out my body slightly.
" I do, but there is no hurry, and I bet you're feeling hungry," He explained as he pulled out a pair of briefs from his underwear drawer. I could not help but smile. Though he was a rebel, and a very sexy one indeed, he was still the same sensitive Yamato I had known for years. Not one to rush into doing something if it involved other people. He always made sure that he knew what they wanted to do before he acted upon anything. I loved him for being like that.
" Yeah I'm hungry, so get your sexy ass over here and give me something to nibble on!" I demanded, finally unleashing my dominating fury. Well, I was hardly going to let him be the only one to get a tasty snack now, was I?
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D-Angel: So, what do you think? I was surprised with how fluffy this chapter turned out to be. Not sure if I have Tai's character spot on, but hey, I wanted to write in a first person point of view for a change and a challenge. Well anyways, I'm still writing chapter 2, guessing it will be finished in a few days time (My exams are now finished so I have some free time), so it should be posted up next week.
Anyways, thanks for reading! Please review! (Constructive criticism welcome, pointless flames won't be taken seriously).
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D-Angel-
10/06/05
