Uh hey I'm back ;) These weeks have been really busy and exhausting and tiring for me, so I'm pretty worn out. Really tired but I'll probably be busy the next week, and since I've made you wait for quite a while, I managed to get this part up (Thank god for future scenes). Had to do research on flowers too argh :/ 'cause I didn't know the language at all. Didn't really read through though, sorry if there're any typos. And well, this episode's gonna be a shorter one, judging from the future scenes I wrote so, yeah. Somehow I feel like I could have done better with this chapter with more time. Hope you enjoy it anyway :)

Right, enough of rambling, can barely keep awake, it's really late... But I just want to thank all my reviewers, I'm quite sure I've replied you all :) You people are awesome and really encourage me to write, and I really need that at times like now when things are bleak. So, thanks! :)

And now, on with the episode.

(Cue Opening Song: Butterfly)

Episode 2: Friendship

Yamato stared, stared at Taichi who was looking at him with cold brown eyes as cold as the cold air which billowed against his pale face.

"…What?"

"I said, I will take your virginity," Taichi said casually as if he were talking about the weather or how the critics were wrong, "And it won't be in the movie."

"Taichi!" Sora said sharply as Yamato stared as if he couldn't believe both his pairs of ears.

"There, now you can choose," Taichi offered, smirking, "You either lose your virginity to me, or lose it to someone else."

"What kind of choice is that?!" Jun yelled. Taichi ignored her.

The brunet smirked at the silent Yamato, running his gaze up and down his slender form. He turned. "See you, Ishida."

"He's gone too far." Ken muttered as Taichi strode out of the room.

"Yeah!" Daisuke agreed, frowning, "What the hell is that guy doing? Telling that to Yamato!"

Yamato lowered his head. Then he turned and ran out of the room. Daisuke's eyes widened.

"Yamato!" He shouted. Yamato ignored him and he groaned, then dashed off. "Wait, Yamato!"

"What should we do, Ken?" Sora said worriedly, "This wasn't such a good idea after all."

Ken sighed. "I thought Daisuke was right. If Taichi saw how Yamato could gain experience, he would…" he shook his head, "Jun, why?"

"I'm sorry!" Jun said guiltily, "It's just, I couldn't resist-"

"I told you not to touch his cat ears!" Ken turned and yelled at her, glaring.

"Hey Ken!" Sora said, placing a comforting hand on Ken's trembling shoulder as Jun's eyes grew wide, "Calm down! This isn't like you!"

"…Right." Ken said with a sigh. He inhaled, looking towards the door.

"Don't worry, Sora. I'll find some way to fix this."

God. Stupid- he was so stupid!

Yamato growled as he stalked along the hallway. He should have seen it, but he didn't. He should have known Daisuke wouldn't introduce him to his virgin sister just like that. He should have known that Jun's forward advances showed that she wasn't a virgin like she seemed to be.

Daisuke. Yamato clenched his fist. How could he? How could he trick him, like that? He had trusted him! He'd thought, however absurdly- that Daisuke was his friend!

And worse, now that bastard Yagami Taichi had said he would take his virginity. Yamato's blue eyes narrowed in a glare. "Who the hell does that bastard think he is?!"

"Yama-chan!"

Yamato's glare increased in intensity and he increased his pace.

"Hey, Yamato!" Daisuke's voice was nearer, "Wait for me!"

"Go away!" Yamato yelled angrily.

"No! I won't!" He could hear the stubbornness in Daisuke's echoed voice.

Yamato growled and stomped forward. A hand landed on his shoulder and he pushed it roughly away, "Don't touch me!"

But Daisuke grabbed hold of his arm and pushed him against the wall. Yamato struggled, but the mahogany haired man captured his wrists and pinned them to the wall.

"Let me go!"

"Sorry!" Daisuke panted, his face close to his, "Just-let me explain!"

Daisuke was pinning him against the wall, his knees on either side of his thighs. Yamato felt a sense of apprehension, at the taller male's close presence, remembering how Sora had captured his hands in much the same way and pleasured him beyond tolerance.

"If you want to talk," Yamato said, staring up at Daisuke's brown eyes, "Let me go first."

"…Promise you won't run away?"

Yamato nodded. Daisuke smiled and released him, withdrawing from him.

'I," he began as Yamato quickly drew away from the wall to the side, "Just wanted to protect you."

"Protect me?"

"Yeah!" Daisuke nodded. He sighed, a hand to his forehead. "Taichi was looking at you with this- look in his eyes, and I had a feeling that sooner or later he would want you."

"He hates me." Yamato muttered angrily. "Why the hell would he want me?"

"Why? Because he's the sex god," Daisuke said. "And you're a virgin."

"It's fine if you don't know," Daisuke said quickly at Yamato's look. "Just- I knew he would lust for you, okay? I mean, he was aroused…"

"So you wanted me to lose my virginity with Jun?"

"Kind of. I thought it would be better if you lost your virginity willingly," Daisuke sighed, "I mean, I discussed this with Ken and Sora, and they agreed. Ken was even willing to forgo his initial plan of you having not lost your virginity as an appeal for your audience."

"…I see."

"I mean, Taichi's our friend! None of us wants to be against him," Daisuke's eyes softened as he looked at the silent Yamato, "But we care about you too."

"I…just don't know," Yamato said, feeling tears prick his eyes. "I really appreciate this Daisuke, but…is it that bad being a virgin?"

"In a porn company? Yeah." Daisuke said. "I mean, like Taichi said, it's a porn company! We don't usually allow virgins here."

"Then why did Ken invite me?"

"You'll have to ask Ken." Daisuke shrugged. He smiled as he looked at Yamato, moving forward and wrapping his arms around him, "Don't worry Yamato, I'll protect you."

Yamato sighed, resting his head on Daisuke's chest. He felt himself smile a little. Daisuke was still his friend. Daisuke hadn't betrayed him. "Thank you, Dai-chan."

"…Dai-chan?"

Yamato flushed. "Sorry." He said. "It just, slipped out."

"Yama-chan!" Daisuke said happily, bringing him close, "I wouldn't mind if you called me that!"

"No thanks, Daisuke."

"Ahhh.." Daisuke sighed. "Oh well…"

Yamato smiled. "Don't touch my hair." He said as Daisuke's hand moved towards his hair.

"Can't I? Please?" Yamato's smile widened at the pleading note in Daisuke's voice. "It looks so soft and fluffy! I won't mess it up!"

"Hmmm." Yamato murmured. "Really?"

"Really!" Daisuke nodded vigorously. "Please, Yama-chan?"

Yamato sighed, giving in, "Fine."

"Yay!" Yamato grinned a little as Daisuke cried out joyfully. He resisted the urge to push Daisuke's hand away as he placed it on his hair, "Your hair's really soft, you know."

"Mmmm."

"It's nice," Daisuke murmured as he trailed his hand down Yamato's soft golden locks, "Holding you like this."

Yamato yawned. "Is it?"

"What," Daisuke said in amusement, looking down at the blond on his chest. "Am I your pillow?"

Yamato just smiled and cuddled a little closer to Daisuke. "Maybe." He mumbled, cat ears twitching slightly. "You're warm and I'm cold."

"Want my coat?"

Yamato shook his head. Daisuke smiled and hugged Yamato close, "Okay, Yama-chan."

Yamato smiled and wrapped his arms around Daisuke. He and Daisuke stayed there, in the hallway, in a comfortable silence, their arms around each other.

It was nice, being held by Daisuke. Perhaps it was because he realized Daisuke was still his friend. Or perhaps it was because Daisuke was warm, as warm as his heart. He should have felt apprehensive, being so close to someone, letting someone so close to him. He should have felt vulnerable. But instead, he felt safe, because he knew Daisuke wouldn't hurt him.

"What do you want to do after this?" He heard Daisuke murmur.

"I just want to be with you. You're my friend." Yamato replied. "But you're the cameraman, aren't you? And the scriptwriter too, it seems. You must be busy."

"Well," Daisuke said, "I'm one of them. I'll just tell Ken I'm taking the day off."

"You can do that?"

"Yeah! We're close friends. Besides, it's Tuesday!" Daisuke grinned at him, "My schedule's pretty empty on Tuesday."

"It is?"

"Uhuh. Yesterday was Monday, right?" Daisuke blinked. "So today is Tuesday!"

Yamato blinked. "Oh." He said. Was it really Tuesday? He'd thought it was still Monday. Wait, it was Monday evening when Ken had found him, and after the tour by Sora, he had fallen asleep on Daisuke's bed…

There were hundreds of glass windows which presented a great scenery, but somehow, he had lost track of time. Maybe it was because he felt confined, and lonely, and would retreat into himself if he felt no one was with him. And time became an arbitrary concept in loneliness.

"So I'll just tell Ken I'll reschedule my shoots," Daisuke smiled widely, "Easy!"

"Alright then." Yamato said. He drew away from Daisuke, "Where are we going?"

"Well," Daisuke seemed to contemplate. "What about the gardens?"

"Gardens?"

"Yeah! The flowers are really pretty!" Daisuke grinned, "There are so many kinds too!"

"Whatever," Yamato said, sighing. "I just want to get out of this freezing cold."

Daisuke grinned and put an arm towards him, pointing towards the direction of the lift.

"Onwards towards the gardens then!"

Yamato smiled as he walked with Daisuke in a black button down shirt and casual jeans. Daisuke had told him his clothes were now in their room and they had headed there. He had taken a shower and after washing his hair and changing into new clothes, he felt more refreshed.

They came to the motion activated glass doors and Yamato watched as Daisuke swept his hand up, then rapidly in a zig zag pattern which ended in a sharp diagonal.

"What's that?" The blond with the cat ears asked as the glass doors opened.

"A lightning bolt!" Daisuke grinned, "Cool, isn't it?"

"Hmmm." Yamato said contemplatively as Daisuke and he emerged into the open, "I kind of want to try that."

"You haven't registered for it?"

"I guess not."

"We'll register you up for it then!" Daisuke said cheerfully, "After we see the flowers!"

Yamato wanted to say that seeing flowers was kind of girly, but he supposed it was better than seeing people. He frowned. It was not as if anyone here saw him as a man anyway. He was younger than all of them.

"Hey Daisuke?" He said as he followed Daisuke towards the gardens, "How old are you?"

"Me?" Daisuke said. "I'm twenty-four." He looked at Yamato, "I'm the youngest of the four of us."

"Taichi, Sora, Ken and I," Daisuke explained when Yamato blinked, "We've all known each other since young. We played soccer together."

"Is that so?" Yamato murmured.

"Yeah." Daisuke said as the afternoon sun shone down on his hair. He turned his gaze towards the sky, "We all joined this company together. One after another."

"You guys must be very close."

"Yeah," Daisuke smiled.

"Sure we are."

"This is our garden!" Daisuke said, proudly sweeping a hand over the expanse of flowers, "Courtesy of Sora."

"You mean Sora grew all this?"

"Nah, I mean Sora got us into gardening," Daisuke grinned, "Her mother's the owner of one of the most famous chains of flower shops in Japan."

"Isn't growing flowers…kind of girly?"

Daisuke blinked, then shrugged, "Well, it's a promise we made." He said. "A friendship thing."

"Friendship?"

"Yeah. When we were young, Sora joked that she was doing all the stuff we wanted her to do, like soccer and all," Daisuke said. "She said she didn't mind 'cause she loves soccer as much as we do, but commented that it wasn't fair we weren't doing anything with her."

"Of course, Sora was only joking, but Taichi took it seriously," Daisuke smiled in fond memory, "He asked Sora what she wanted us to do."

"Ken and I were kind of scared then, we thought she'd want us to go shopping with her," Daisuke chuckled, smiling as he looked at Yamato, "But Sora said she wanted us to grow flowers with her."

"And Ken and I freaked of course, 'cause back then, we hadn't been near any flowers in our life!" Daisuke grinned, "And, I still remember; Taichi grinned and said okay, and we freaked even more."

"Sora was surprised 'cause she had been joking, but I guess it worked for her," Daisuke smiled. "We ended up learning how to grow flowers from her along with playing soccer and studying together. And well, it wasn't as bad as we had expected. In fact, it was kind of interesting and fun!"

"Because the four of you were together."

"Yeah." Daisuke smiled, looking up into the sky. "We were really great friends."

"I see."

Daisuke smiled at Yamato. "So after that, Taichi brought up an idea," he said, "He said Sora had brought up a good point. He suggested to maintain our friendship, we should make a promise."

"A promise?" Yamato asked curiously.

"Yeah. Taichi said each of us should choose something we would want the others to do with us," Daisuke explained, "And promise we will do that thing that they picked for the rest of our lives." He smiled. "As long as our friendship lasts."

"So here we are," Daisuke grinned. "Still growing flowers as a promise to Sora!"

Yamato blinked. "What did you pick, Daisuke?"

"Me? I picked soccer of course!"

"And you guys are still playing it?"

"Uhuh! When we're free. We played it last month."

"Hmmm." Yamato said. "And Yagami came up with this?"

Daisuke looked at him, "Taichi wasn't this cold before," he said. "He was really cheerful. He smiled a lot in the past."

Yagami Taichi- smiling? Impossible.

"I know it's hard to believe," Daisuke said at his skeptical expression. He sighed. "Taichi- he's just, changed."

"But, I guess that's okay," the mahogany haired man murmured, looking off into the distance. "We've all changed."

"Daisuke…" Yamato said. He inhaled, then said, "What did Ken want?"

"Eh?"

"Ken. What did he want you guys to do?"

"Ken? Oh he wanted us to do just that- maintain our friendship," Daisuke smiled, "He said there wasn't really anything else he wanted except for us to be friends even when we grew up."

"Then that's alright, isn't it?" Yamato said, meeting his eyes with a smile, "You guys are still friends."

"…Yamato." Daisuke said, looking at him. Yamato looked back at him and he smiled, nodding. "Yeah. We are."

Yamato smirked. "Not 'Yama-chan?"

Daisuke blinked at him then grinned, "Yama-woah!" he pouted as Yamato quickly moved out of the way of his tackle, "Yama-chan!"

Yamato just shrugged with a smirk as Daisuke said, "I knew you liked it!"

"I don't." Yamato said. "I was just pointing it out."

Daisuke just grinned at him and moved to sling an arm around his shoulders, "C'mon, Yama-chan!" He said cheerfully, "I want to show you my flowers!"

"Why would I want to see wilted flowers?"

"Hey!" Daisuke pouted, "That's mean!"

Yamato just shrugged again and Daisuke smiled, leading him into the garden. "This is our secret garden!"

"Why secret?"

"'Cause the four of us are the only ones who know about it!" Daisuke grinned, "And now you, of course!"

"So let's go, Yama-chan! My flowers are over there!"

Yamato followed as Daisuke led him to a section of the garden. He blinked when Daisuke stopped, "What do you think?"

"You grew these?"

"Yup!"

"You can grow flowers?"

"I'll take that as a compliment!" Daisuke grinned widely, "Do you like them, Yama-chan?"

"Uh." Yamato said as he looked at the range of different colored flowers. Daisuke's flowers were very colorful and definitely attention drawing, reminding him of their owner. He smiled.

"You're smiling!" Daisuke declared, poking his cheek with a grin, "You like them, don't you, Yama-chan?!"

"Shut up."

Daisuke's grin widened, "Which one do you like?"

Yamato blinked. He swept his gaze across the rows of flowers. Amongst the different, contrasting colors, a white one caught his eye.

Yamato blinked again. He found himself moving forward towards the white flower, stooping down and examining it with curious blue eyes. The flower had petals of pure white, but bright yellow buds. It was ironically, attention drawing amongst all of Daisuke's other colorful flowers.

"That's the Daisy," he heard Daisuke's voice near his ear. Yamato blinked and turned to see Daisuke smiling, "It's a flower of spring, but it can grow in summer too. It's one of my favorite flowers."

"I see."

"Do you want it?" Yamato blinked as Daisuke smiled at him. "I'll give it to you."

Before Yamato could reply, Daisuke had reached forward and carefully plucked the single, white flower. He held it by its stem, holding it out to Yamato. "Here."

Yamato stared. "I don't want it."

"…You don't want it?"

Daisuke looked so sad and disappointed that Yamato felt guilty. He sighed, and said, "Fine, I'll take it."

Daisuke brightened then, and his grin made Yamato smile. The mahogany haired man pushed the flower into his hands, "My favorite flower for my favorite person!" He said brightly, "It's perfect!"

Yamato rolled his eyes. He sighed and received the flower from Daisuke.

Daisuke smiled at him, "Innocence," he said. "It suits you."

"Huh?"

"The Daisy symbolizes innocence and purity," Daisuke smiled at Yamato, "Just like you, Yamato."

Yamato felt his face warm as Daisuke stared at him with a look in his eyes he didn't recognize. He coughed and looked away, "Don't be stupid." If anyone's innocent, it's you.

"But it's true!" Daisuke said.

"No it's not." Yamato said. "You know the language of flowers?"

"Well, Sora taught it to us." Yamato blinked as the daisy was plucked out of his hand. He looked up and saw Daisuke looking at it almost contemplatively. Then he smiled and reached forward, and Yamato blinked as Daisuke pushed the flower through his hair, letting the end of the stem rest behind his ear.

"…Eh?"

The daisy's pure white petals contrasted nicely with Yamato's sun kissed golden hair, its beautiful yellow center complementing his blond locks with its bright shades of yellow. Daisuke grinned and whipped out his phone. "Perfect!" Yamato stared as he snapped a picture, "You look so pretty, Yama-chan!"

Yamato's eyes widened and he flushed, "I'm not a girl!" He shouted, leaping forward, "Give me that!"

"Ehhhh no!" Daisuke grinned and jumped away from Yamato, sliding his phone back into his pocket. "I want to keep this!"

"No way!" Yamato yelled, narrowing his blue eyes, "Get back here, Daisuke!"

Daisuke smirked, "The daisy's still in your hair!"

Yamato stopped so suddenly in surprise as his gaze shifted that his balance tilted and he yelped. Daisuke's eyes widened. "Yamato!"

Yamato had just regained his balance, but was knocked off his feet when Daisuke collided into him. He let out a yelp of surprise as he fell to the ground with Daisuke's weight.

"Ah!" Yamato gasped as Daisuke's hands landed on his cat ears. "H-Hey!"

"S-Sorry!"

Daisuke's hands retreated and Yamato grimaced, glaring at Daisuke, who was on top of him, his cheeks flushed, "Why the hell did you push me?!"

"I-I thought you were going to fall!"

"Well I wasn't! I just lost my balance for a moment!"

"Well how was I to know that?" Daisuke protested, "I was worried you would get hurt!"

"I'm more hurt now 'cause of you!" Yamato countered, glowering, "You're heavy! Get off me!"

"Okay, okay!" Daisuke made to get off, rising and allowing Yamato to stand up from the ground. He blinked, turning his head as he heard a buzzing sound, then yelped as he turned back around and ducked from the bee which zoomed past, causing him to lose his balance and fall towards the ground. Daisuke's eyes widened and his hands reached out to grab the nearest thing in front of him.

"Hey, Daisuke-ah!" Yamato gasped as Daisuke's hands grabbed hold of his cat ears and he pushed him onto the ground with him. He whimpered as Daisuke's hands clutched on hard to his sensitive cat ears, "H-Hey, let go!"

"It's a bee, Yama-chan!" Daisuke yelled in fright, "I don't want it to sting me!"

"Ahhhh!" Yamato cried out as Daisuke's fingers squeezed his cat ears. Tears of pleasure pricked his eyes and he screwed them shut, "S-Stop it, Daisuke!"

"Eh?" Daisuke's eyes widened as he saw Yamato's closed eyes and flushed cheeks. He quickly released his tight hold on Yamato's cat ears, "Sorry Yama-chan!"

Yamato panted. He opened his eyes, glaring up at Daisuke with hazy blue eyes. "You idiot…!" He yelled breathlessly.

Daisuke was staring at him. "Yamato…"

Yamato's eyebrows furrowed as he reached out his hands to Daisuke's shoulders to push him away. "Daisuke?"

He blinked as Daisuke leaned towards him. Yamato blushed as Daisuke's face neared his. "D-Daisuke?" He stuttered, his hands frozen on the mahogany haired man's shoulders. "H-Hey…"

Daisuke just smiled and moved closer to him, his brown eyes glinting. Yamato's blush darkened as he realized Daisuke's legs were tangled with his, his hands on either side of his head, pinning him to the garden floor as the man on top of him dipped his lips towards his. His voice cracked, going up an octave, "D-Daisuke…"

"What the hell are you two doing?"

Kind of a cliffhanger again, haha. Guess who said that? :)