Breaking the Boundaries

Summary: There is usually a boundary in relation to how friends can interact with one another. When Yamato decides to spontaneously break the boundary, Taichi is unable to grasp the newly added rules, nor his friend's true motive.

D-Angel: Had this chapter finished about a week ago, but have only just found the time to give it a quick read through before posting it up. Really hope you enjoy it; there's actually some plot development! Lol. Oh, and thanks for your reviews and patience so far.

Read on and enjoy!

Rating: M

Warnings: Scenes of a sexual nature, strong/explicit language, a ton of angst


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Chapter 7

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"Ne, nii-chan?"

I slowly lifted my head up from it's resting place on the arm of the sofa. Hikari was standing just a few feet away from me dressed in a black pair of jeggings, a long pink vest top with her favourite black cardigan thrown on top.

"I have a date," she announced.

Instantly I leapt to my feet, my overprotective brother mode kicking into action.

"I was kidding," Hikari sighed as she headed over to the front door, not even giving me the opportunity to give her my disapproval. I watched, feeling a slight essence of guilt cut across my soul. Ok, so she had recently celebrated her thirteenth birthday, but it still didn't mean she could go out frolicking with boys.

"I'm just meeting up with Mika and a few other girls from school," she informed me as she grabbed her black hat (complete with little cat ears) and fluffy blue scarf from the coat rack by the door. "Are you doing anything today?"

Good question. It was a Saturday, Mum and Dad were out shopping and there was nothing particularly interesting on TV. I guessed I had to go out and do something, despite Autumn was transforming into Winter. So, less than two hours later I found myself walking through the park with the blonde haired devil by my side.

"Remember that girl from Neo Dreams?" Yamato was glancing at the screen of his mobile phone as we made our way along the path. I dug my cold hands into my coat pockets and wished I hadn't left home at all.

"Manami?"

"Yeah."

I didn't like where this was heading.

"She's invited us over."

Fuck that. Still, I feigned my unwillingness to go see her.

"Eh, I thought you didn't give her your number?"

Yamato never gave his real number to one night stands.

"No, but I had hers."

Regularly girls would thrust their numbers upon him. Often he'd discard them or delete them from his phone, which is why I was peeved he had kept Manami's. He even waved his phone in my direction to show me the texts they'd been exchanging, as well as a couple of raunchy photos. I pretended to care, but inside I wanted to scream at him for being such a dick.

"My parents are celebrating their wedding anniversary in Osaka so I have the place to myself until tomorrow evening," Manami announced gleefully after letting us into her apartment, her pigtails jiggling (as well as her boobs) as she momentarily bounced up and down in excitement. For a moment, I questioned whether she was actually sixteen. She had already lied about her age once, so maybe she was only twelve or something; but then, Yamato had doneher, so that'd be wrong.

"You two are more than welcome to spend the night." Manami's eyes lit up suggestively. Great, so were we just going to sit in our PJs and watch some scary horror movies? Oh how I willed at that point for my brain would shut up. A few drinks would surely do the trick in granting that wish I decided.

"I'll go get us some drinks," Manami, my saviour, said as she rubbed the palms of her hands together. Yamato followed her, into the kitchen, his hand perched on her ass. A wave of nausea edged through my body, it was obvious he was going to try something on with her in there.

Joining Chia on the sofa, I listened out for the chink of glasses, then awaited the moans and groans that would soon enough proceed.

"Ne, Taichi? Do you have a boy crush on Yamato?"

Chia had been sitting quietly on the sofa since we'd stepped into the room and had said our hellos, and now she had bluntly come out with that.

"Eh!" My heart eased its way up to my throat. Had I made things that obvious?

A childish giggle escaped from Chia's lips.

"He seems to be the sort that could turn any straight guy gay," she confessed, pressing her index fingers together, "and you did look pissed off when he went off with Manami, just like that night we met in Neo Dreams."

I ran my fingers through my hair and gazed across the room at the kitchen doorway (where the door was partly ajar).

"We used to hang out all the time and do everything together, before he discovered girls," I explained in a saddened tone. I didn't even batter an eyelid as Chia rested her hand on my thigh and gently squeezed it. "He's an attractive guy, I understand why all the girls fall for him."

"It's like that with Manami; even I get jealous of her sometimes," Chia sighed as she moved her arm away from my leg and back down to her side. "She's got the whole package; beauty, an incredible body. She's not entirely academic, but guys don't really seem to care about that."

"I do," I sheepishly admitted. Chia seemed surprised by this revelation of mine, her eyebrow arched up in interest and she shuffled closer towards me. "No point being with a dumb girl, right?"

After that we spoke for several minutes about school life and our plans for the future (Chia wanted to go to University to study veterinary medicine, having a huge love for animals). I was still in two minds about University, although I knew my parents would only push me to attend.

"Well, since they're not coming back with our drinks, I'll go get us some," I stated in attempt to change the strangely intellectual conversation. I was only sixteen after all and I was eager to chug back a bit of alcohol before the day was over.

"Oh come on," I groaned just seconds after I set foot past the kitchen doorway.

Manami was perched on the edge of the kitchen work surface, her dress up around her waist and legs spread wide, whilst a half-naked Yamato stood in front of her thrusting his hips back and forth in a wild and desperate manner. He was certainly in his element, and judging by Manami's breathless sighs she was enjoying every second of it.

Perhaps if I hadn't had feelings for Yamato, I could have admitted it was a pretty hot sight, however, my stomach only tightened and my throat started to dry out as I watched them, transfixed on their animalistic gyrations. It seemed that my presence was not going to get them to stop any time soon.

"Yamato-kuuuun," Manami moaned as she peeped over Yamato's shoulder, partly in a state of embarrassment, although she made no attempt to push him away and cover up her shame, like any good girl would of. My stomach sank as I spun on my heels and left the room, but there was no way I was going to grab the drinks whilst those two were doing it in front of me.

"They're at it," I announced the obvious as I crashed down onto the sofa with a sinking weight now present in my chest.

"I know what'll cheer you up," Chia chirped. When she clambered onto my lap, straddling me with her petite frame, I didn't have the heart to stop her. She was adorable, but as I kissed her soft lips I knew that the only reason I was doing it was because I'd seen Yamato ploughing the girl he had claimed to be a bad shag.

Just when Chia was sneaking her hands underneath my t-shirt, and as I was wondering whether to slip a hand into her knickers, Yamato and Manami strolled out from the kitchen with our drinks.

"There'll be plenty of time for that later," Manami giggled as she watched Chia leap off my lap, her cheeks flushed. I quickly readjusted myself before Yamato handed me my drink; some sort of spirit mixed with orange juice, easy to down no doubt.

Two to three drinks later we were joined by two other people. One being the other girl from Neo Dreams (whose name I still can't remember), and the other was Manami's seventeen year old male cousin, Isamu Ren, who worked part time at a flower shop close to mine and Yamato's school.

As us three boys were gathered in the kitchen sorting out the drinks, something prevented me from keeping my eyes off Ren. He was a clear few inches taller than me and Yamato. Strands of his honey coloured hair dangled down across his forehead and partly across one of his eyes. He wasn't bad looking at all.

"Chia's perfect for you," Yamato said as he nudged his pointy elbow into my unguarded ribs. I accidentally spilt the orange juice I was pouring out all over the kitchen work surface and grunted under my breath. Yamato rolled his eyes and had the cheek to call me clumsy before he openly reached into his pocket and tossed a sealed condom into the drink I was fixing up.

"Take this, you may need it later."

Knowing that Ren was watching I was feeling too furious to start blushing. Yamato smirked and left the kitchen with a drink in each hand. As I ran my hand across my brow, Ren glanced over his shoulder and gave me a sympathetic look. I just shrugged my shoulders before fishing the condom out from my drink. Drying off the packaging with my t-shirt I watched as Ren left the room.

Who knew, maybe it would come in useful after all?


Yamato started seeing a lot more of Manami after that night.

I should have been concerned that he was still sleeping with me once or twice a week (now always with a condom). It was always mechanical and predictable and I kept going along with it because it was the only time we were actually spending together during that period. We rarely even hung out together at school any more as he was nattering on his phone to Manami at every available opportunity.

"You're serious about her, aren't you?" As part of our routine, I started to pull on my clothes only minutes after I'd come and Yamato had announced he was off to meet up with Manami.

"Manami's different," Yamato uneasily spoke as he tugged his t-shirt on, concealing his slender torso, which was covered in fresh scratch marks from after spending a night with his new obsession. As a new unspoken rule I was no longer allowed to sink my nails into his skin, or bite down on his shoulder when I came (like I had often did in the past). "She's not needy and enjoys sex; it's incredible."

I stared down at my own chest, covered by my shirt, but underneath I could visualise every bite and scratch mark he now left on my skin without fail.

"Then why are we still doing this?"

Yamato winced at the bluntness of my question, his body tensed up as if someone had whacked him in the stomach. A faintly cloudy layer covered his eyes, for a split second it looked like he was about to burst into tears. However, Yamato being Yamato, always determined to hold back his true emotions, spun around and took a deep breath in.

"Because I never break a promise."

His words irritated me for the rest of the week. Surely he wasn't justfuelled by the experimental promise we had made during the summer?

By Friday, Sora picked up that I wasn't quite being myself when I took a ball in the face during a mix gender basketball game (which she had thrown in my direction) in our afternoon gym class. After I revealed that Yamato was still troubling me Sora suggested we should hang out after school to have a chat. We agreed on a modern style noodle bar in town which most students from our school hung out at because the food was cheap and delicious.

Sitting at a table near the back I picked gingerly at the noodles my bowl of ramen soup, lacking the appetite I was most renowned for having (according to my family). Pushing my bowl away from me, I set my chopsticks aside and looked over at Sora who had finished off her own food several minutes ago.

"I don't understand why Yama's still so fixated on the promise I made to him. He has everything he needs now, and he can get it whenever he wants from her…"

Sora quickly interrupted me.

"…You're unique to him, that's why he hasn't stopped fooling around with you. He just needs to learn that he can't have the best of both worlds."

I scratched my index finger against my chin.

"What if I started dating Chia?" It was something I'd been pondering for quite a while; it seemed convenient since she was Manami's best friend and rather cute and clever. Sora curled her fingers around her glass of water and slowly shook her head, as if my suggestion was an option she had already thought about.

"He wouldn't be jealous of you dating another girl... at least not for very long. Even if we became a couple he would let it go after a few of days and would possibly insist you keep sleeping together."

Shameful to admit, but it was something I could see Yamato doing, particularly with the way he portrayed and treated girls. He had no disregard for them getting hurt by his own selfish actions.

"What should I do then, date a guy instead?" I leant back in my chair with a smirk on my face expecting Sora to frown at my sarcastic suggestion.

Sora's eyes suddenly lit up and she smiled like I was some sort of genius, which was slightly terrifying.

"I have an idea!"

From that I moment I knew that Sora's idea was either going to be completely and utterly awesome, or it would become the biggest regret of my life. Either way I wondered who did she actually have in mind to be my guy?


D-Angel: Oh my! Quite an eventful chapter, and the good news is that there's a lot more drama to come. Probably only looking to pump out another 3 or 4 chapters for this story; wanna keep it relatively short. I'll get cracking on the next chappy straight away, and will also look into updating Cup of Lust in the next few weeks.

Hope you enjoyed reading this chapter, reviews, suggestions and comments are more than welcome!

See you all next chapter!


D-Angel

15/11/11