The Teenage Wolf
Part 1
By: JC Maxwell-Yuy
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JC: Hey! It's me again with another insane fic!
Yamato: You just LOOOOVVVEEE to torture me, don't you?
JC: Sorry… Anyway, I don't own Digimon Adventure 02 and NEVER EVER WILL…
Yamato: And I thank my lampshade for that.
JC: …
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Taichi Yagami kicked the ball hard at the goal. Beads of sweat and perspiration dripped down his face, causing the triumphant smile on his face to be illuminated as the ball flew past the goalie.
A whistle blows, signaling the end of the game.
"You stink!" Sora cried when Taichi came over to talk to her and the rest of the Chosen Children that had attended the game.
"Really, you do." Daisuke waved his hand in front of his nose.
"Shut up you guys." Taichi noggied Daisuke playfully.
"You're getting your stink on me!" the younger boy cried and tried to pull free.
"It's not like you take a bath anyway." Takeru cracked, causing everyone to laugh… everyone except Yamato.
"Hey, Yamato? What's wrong?" Sora glanced at the blonde, who appeared to be sniffing the air. "Oh, I get it. Taichi must REALLY smell bad."
"Wha.. What?" Yamato stopped sniffing and turned to look at her.
"I said 'Taichi must really smell bad' because you were sniffing." The redhead repeated, puzzled at the confused look on Yamato's face.
"Oh yeah… that's it." Yamato replied, a faint blush crossing over his cheeks. "I… uh… need to go. Sorry Taichi, I have band practice so I'll… see you guys later." And with that, he was gone.
"Well, I better go too." Koushiro said. "There's a computer convention at the mall and I don't want to miss it."
"I have homework." Daisuke muttered and left with Ken.
"I'll just… hang around until Mimi comes back from the bathroom." Sora said and plopped down on the bleachers with Miyako.
"Fine! Fine! I can take a hint! I'll shower." Taichi cried and turned towards the lockers.
"THANK YOU!" everyone chorused.
Yamato walked away from the soccer field as fast as he could. When he was sure no one was looking, he quickly adjusted the bulge in his pants. A soft moan escaped his lips when a familiar scent drifted into the air from the boy's locker room.
Taichi threw his head back into the stream of hot water, and reached for the shampoo bottle on the wall. Steam rose into the air, carrying his scent out the open windows into the evening air. The original child of courage gently slid his hand sensually over his upper body, while thinking of a certain young blonde whom he loved with all his heart. Of course, he couldn't tell Yamato that…
But unbeknownst to Taichi, he was being watched, by a pair of glittering eyes…
By the time Taichi's soccer team had finished their victory pizza party, it was dark. After his sixth slice of pizza, Taichi decided it was time to go home. The streets were dark, only illuminated by the lampposts. The occasional passing car caused the shadows around the young boy to dance… in an almost erotic fashion… at least… to the pair of eyes that watched him.
He was about a couple blocks from his apartment when Taichi heard a soft growl come from the bushes behind him. He quickened his pace, figuring it was a rabid dog or something and didn't want to stick around to find out. The growls started to get more intense… and a lot closer…
"Who's there?!" Taichi whirled around when he heard a twig behind him snap, the sound echoing in his mind. To his relief, no one was there… there were no bushes lining the road, and the street was quiet.
Sighing with relief, he turned around and slammed right into someone.
"Itai… Yamato!" Taichi's eyes widened when he saw the blonde sprawled out on the ground in front of him.
"Ite… Taichi?" the blonde's face was flushed and nervous. "I didn't… uh… see you."
"Are you all right?" Taichi gasped when he saw a small gash on Yamato's arm. He grabbed his orange handkerchief and quickly wrapped the wound.
The entire time he was busy with the handkerchief, Yamato's face turned redder and redder.
"There!" Taichi finished tying a knot and started to stand up, but Yamato stood up at the same time as well, which sent Taichi forward a bit into the crook of the blonde's neck.
There was an uncomfortable silence, and Yamato slowly backed away.
"That…" Taichi started.
"What?" Yamato panicked. "What?"
"You smell… nice… is that a new cologne?" Taichi blurted out, praying that his duffel bag hid the new bulge in his pants.
"Ah… yeah… " The taller boy replied, his voice cracking. "Why?"
"I just… well… I wanna know where you buy it… I like the smell." Taichi looked at the ground.
"I uh… look, I have to go. Sorry Taichi, maybe some other time." Yamato retreated and soon was gone into the darkness.
As soon as he got home, Taichi immediately took a long, cold shower.
'The way he smells…' the boy mused as the stream of cold water hit his face.
To Be Continued
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JC: So? What do you think?
Solo: I think that… people are gonna bombard you with requests to finish it.
JC: Ah, souka…
Solo: So? What will happen next time?
JC: Dunno… depends if people want me to finish.