Okies the fourth chapter is here. This one is sooooo much easier to write then Hope in Despair! Which is easier then my untitled Jyoumato. Writer's block on both of them. Grrrrrrr. I WILL get to Hope in Despair by the end of the week but...I really need to talk to Miyama and Kathrine. Mostly Kathrine she's a great help for my fics. Especially with Takeru. Oh Miyama cuz you asked so very nicely. O_o...I'll be using ending number three. Now I know more votes have gone to number one BUT I might mix the two a wittle. Just a whittle. Just so people know Takeru is oh about 14 and Yamato 17. I forgot to mention that before..oppsies. And Miyama chapter Five is gonna be written just for you. Aka lots of written eye candy of your Kitten to drool over.
Obsessed Takeru: Keep that stupid fangirl away from my Yamato!
Ashna: Don't think I can Take-chan. You don't know her!
Miyama: He's my Kitten, mine!
Takeru:..why you little..
Miyama: *Glares* If you wern't Kitten's little brother I'd..
Ashna: Okay you two calm down! I need to get on with this fic!
Takeru: *Pouts*
Miyama: *Pouts*
Ashna: Gods what have I gotten myself into...
Miyama: The laughing MOUNTAIN Gods.
Takeru: What laughing mountain gods?
Ashna: No not this again!
Miyama:*Grins* In this fic He WILL want to know! Haha now I can tell him Kathrine and you can't stop me! *Whispers to Takeru*
Takeru: *Grins*
Ashna: Oh no...now their getting along. I think this is worse...
Miyama: *Grins at Takeru* Brilliant ne? Anyways I'll let you have Yamato on one condition.
Takeru:..let?
Miyama: Shut up. Yes let...send me some pictures okay?*Winks*
Takeru: O_o.....uh...sure?
Ashna: *To herself* I hope Kathrine never reads this...
Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. But if I did everyone could see Yamato in tight black leather pants.
Takeru: *Drools*
Miyama:*Drools*
Ashna: kami-sama..oh yeah this chapter is all Kitten's POV. Cute nic for him ne? Miyama's creation of course. I steal heehee!
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Yamato's mind whirled around in confusion as he followed his fellow band member out to the stage. He couldn't believe what had just happened... happened! His sweet, innocent little bro had... His mind shuddered away from the memory. This was his own brother for Gods sake.
Miyama: The laughing MOUNTAIN Gods!
Ashna: *Throws shoe* Get out of here! Even when your not here I hear your stupid jokes!
How could he even comprehend something so horrifying. His own brother. His little brother. Takeru...Take-chan... Yamato shook his head as he walked on stage. He had to finish the rest of the concert, he had to focus. Couldn't let anyone see how frazzled he was.
Music had always been a release of emotion for him and now was no different then before. He leaned towards the mike and introduced the next song. The roar of the crowd and the thundering sound of the first chords began to settle his shaken soul. He put everything of himself into the song forgetting for those few minutes what had happened.
The notes faded into the sounds of applause from the audience. He smiled and opened his eyes surprised to find he'd closed them once again. That always happened when he put himself, his soul into the music. He smiled at the audience getting shrieks from the girls and even a few guys.
He glanced back towards the other band members to see what they wanted to play. Most of their show was improve. Picking songs on the spur of the moment or just before the concert. The drummer picked a song that showed off his playing making the others roll their eyes. He always picked that song. Yamato turned back to the audience and almost missed his guitar cue.
His eyes had drifted over the side stage and had spotted Takeru watching from backstage. The look in his eyes had been disturbing to say the least. He was watching Yamato's every move. Of course he'd always done that and attention was supposed to be focused on him but.. For ten seconds he'd caught Yamato's eye and grinned. Not the sweet innocent smile or his casual friendly grin. No a sly, cheeky grin that creeped the hell out of Yamato.
The rest of the concert was horrible. That grin had reminded Yamato of what happened. Those bright blue eyes staring at him constantly wouldn't let him forget. Yamato forgot how to lose himself in the music, forgot the fans, almost forgot to sing a time or two. Forgot everything except what his little brother had done.
He couldn't think straight. This was beginning to be one of those times he was glad the band practiced until the songs where branded into their minds. If not he would have forgotten the lyrics a few times all ready. Hell he wouldn't have been able to sing at all.
It just got worse too. During a break he glanced again to the side stage and felt as if he was going to pass out. The naughty, I know what your thinking about, grin had been replaced by abject adoration. Takeru had always looked up to him, so he was used to that but now, now he could see t-the lust behind it.
He looked away from those bright eyes clouded over with feelings Yamato didn't want to see. Looking out at the audience didn't help matters any either. The masses for fans no longer made him feel better. He'd lost the rapore, the link between them and him. Now all he saw was their lust filled eyes, so blind and needing.
*Just like his..*
He shuddered away again from his thoughts. Closing his eyes he tried to shut him and them out. All he tried to think of was when this concert would be over.
~~~~~~~~~~~Back stage
If trying to keep it together on stage had been bad, trying to pack up with him right there was worse. Takeru sat on a speaker swinging his legs like he was still little. It was creepy. Yamato packed up his base wrapping up cords and stuff but didn't say anything.
The worst thing was that this was a normal type of scene for them. He wouldn't talk much after a concert and Takeru would just tag along. Yamato had never figured out why he'd come to concerts and band practices. The Teenage Wolves didn't even play the type of music Takeru liked.
*Guess you know why now.*
Yamato blinked shocked at his own thought. This wasn't funny, this was weird, strange and entirely too confusing. He was starting to think he'd rather take his chances with Jun then take the train ride back with his own brother.Of course Jun was a crazed fangirl with no life and Takeru was now a crazed fanboy who just happened to be his brother. Maybe one wasn't much better then the other.
Takeru jumped off the speaker and walked towards the vending machine leaving Yamato alone for a few precious seconds. The pressure was becoming too much. He felt like he should say something, anything but what do you say to your own brother about..what happened.
*Gee Takeru I guess you didn't know this but coming on to your own brother isn't a good thing. I'd appreciate it if you didn't try and kiss me again. Incest isn't good for my image ya know? Gods....what am i going to do?*
Yamato stopped what he was doing and stared at the guitar case in front of him. Running a hand through his hair to keep it out of his eyes he decided to forget about it for now. Just to clean up and get going. Their Mom was most likely home by now anyways and would start to get worried no doubt if they were even a minute later then the note they'd left behind had said.
He picked up the case and stood up double checking everything mentally to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. Positive he hadn't forgotten a thing he turned around to tell his brother to hurry up. He paused before he said anything, mouth hanging open on the words. Takeru was standing slightly behind him a can of coke in his hand. The same expression he'd had during the concert on his face. To be exact the same expression as when he'd kissed him.
Unnerved Yamato turned away grabbing his amp and gesturing for Takeru to take the guitar it being the lighter of the two.
"Come on we should get going." he muttered quietly.
Takeru nodded and smiled. The same smile he always had. The friendly, nice smile that helped him to make friends so easily.
He picked up the guitar oblivious to the wary expression on Yamato's face and followed him out.
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The ride home was carried out in complete silence. Takeru sat on the amp beside Yamato. Yamato leaned against the subways door looking out the window as the city passed by. He tried not to notice the way Takeru would glance over at him.
*This is completely insane. Why should I have to be..afraid of my own brother. My Little brother. I wish this had never happened. I wish I didn't know.*
The worst was that he didn't Know if he wished he'd never found out about this. Now that he knew it was possibly worse to think about things that might have been more then they seemed. It was impossible to comprehend and the normally short ride back lasted forever.
When they got home their Mom was all ready there. She'd taken some left over from lunch and was eating them at the table. Yamato smiled at her and put his stuff down just inside the door. He joined her at the table and Takeru did the same sitting beside him.
"Hey Mom." Yamato smiled.
"Hey there Hun." She smiled back.
"So boys how was the concert?" She asked.
"Great as usual. Except when Yamato thought it would be funny to drag me on stage." Takeru laughed innocently.
Their Mom laughed giving Yamato a disproving glare.
"Now Yamato you know your brother doesn't like being in front of crowds." She admonished.
(A/N Yeah! I spelled admonished right the first time I tried. Yeah! Oh joy, oh rapture, oh happy day.)
He laughed and shrugged.
"How did you do today? Had fun I hope. Get mauled by any fangirls today?" She asked.
He winced mentally.
*If you count my own bother...*
"Heh naw it was a great concert. Great crowd." He said vaguely and quickly changed the subject.
He started asking about the story she was working on at work and she rambled on happily. She loved her work and loved talking about it to a captive audience. It was a rather interesting story all and all and Yamato had almost forgotten about earlier when Takeru had to go and remind him.
His Mom was off on some description of the place she'd been when Yamato had felt something touch his leg lightly. He froze again shock over coming the urge to jerk away instantly. Takeru was pressing his leg against his own rubbing slightly with his foot.
Finally Yamato brain caught up with his body and he jerked away.
*Oh my God not again. Here I was hoping I could forget it ever happened...Oh God I think I'm going to be sick.*
His Mom stopped talking an gave him a worried look.
"Yamato honey are you all right you look a little pale." She asked concerned.
*Quick Ishida think of something.*
"Yeah I'm okay I think the concert wore me out more then I thought." He said quickly.
She nodded then stood up grabbing her dishes and walked by placing a hand on his forehead.
"Well you don't feel sick so I guess your right. It is late so I suggest we all go to bed now." She said putting her dishes away and walking into her own room.
"I know I'm exhausted. Good night boys, sleep tight."
She shut the door and Yamato moved quickly into the bathroom before Takeru could say or Do anything.
He took his time trying to out last his brother. Normally he would sleep in Takeru's room on the floor but That was out of the question. He would just grab a blanket from the hall way and sleep on the couch. If his mother asked he'd say it was because he'd been restless and didn't want to wake Takeru.
Finally, finally he saw the light from his brothers room turn off from under the door. He got out of the bathroom grabbed the blanket, changed out of his concert gear and almost emediatly fell asleep.
Mean while a pair of bright blue eyes blinked in the darkness of the hall way adjusting to the light.
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Ashna: Oh my what shall Takeru do now?
Takeru: I know! I know!
Ashna: Duh.
Miyama: Hey..what was it you called him Ashna? Take-chan I got the BEST idea!
Takeru: *Blinks* What?
Ashna: Oh no...not this...
Miyama: We should start a Yamato fan club.
Takeru: *Pouts* He's got enough fans...stupid fangirls trying to get My Yama....
Miyama: Um yeah. *Aside to Ashna* He is kinda creepy like this...
Takeru:*Frowns* What did you say?
Miyama: Nothing not a thing....
Takeru: Why am I even talking to you? You Are a fangirl!
Miyama: SO? Kitten is the best. Come on you agree!
Takeru: Don't call him that! He's mine!
Miyama: Wanna bet?
(They proceed to fight.)
Ashna: God..
Miyama: the Laughing Mountain Gods!
If you want to understand the laughing mountain god thing read Digimon Party From Hell. A fic Me, Kathrine and Miyama co wrote. It's under Kathrine's Pen Name. Kathrine. Please read it's only got Two reviews! But it's hilarious!
Next chapter will be up by the weekend and the next chapter of Hope In despair will be up either on Wednesday or Thursday. Writers block is Sooooo Gone