A Day in the Life – Final Chapter

Warning: I think this chapter requires a restatement of the warning from the beginning. This chapter contains language, boy x boy "lovin'" (not really 'love', but for the purposes of the warning, you get it), and other drama that I will classify as "mature themes".

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"I think we need to set up some guidelines, before we get carried away."

Tai pulled himself away from Yamato. Trust the blonde boy to think rationally when anyone else would be going crazy.

"What kind of guidelines?"

"Well, first of all, I don't want to do anything I'm not comfortable with." Yamato looked nervous. Does he really think I'm going to force him into something he doesn't want to do? Tai was beginning to doubt his idea would come without consequences. It seemed like his best friend didn't trust him already.

"Okay," the brunette agreed. "What are you not comfortable with?"

"I… I don't want… I don't want it in my mouth." Taichi almost laughed out loud, but Yamato looked scared enough as it was. In all honesty, Tai was a little disappointed. I guess my dream isn't going to come true after all. "And if one of us says we want to stop, we have to stop." the blonde added.

"Alright. I can live with that. Is there anything else?"

"N-nothing weird, I guess. Like, you haven't got any ridiculous fetishes you're not telling me about, right?"

"So I guess you giving me a blowjob, in those leather pants you bought today, is out of the question, right?" Tai joked.

Wrong answer.

Yamato looked as if he were on the verge of tears. "Why can't you take this seriously, Tai? I just don't want anything bad to happen to us!"

"Nothing bad is going to happen to us."

"You say that now," Yamato muttered, "but what happens if one of us falls for the other? What if one of us finds someone else? Are we allowed to see other people, if all we are is friends with benefits? I couldn't stand to see you with anyone else. Not if I lose my virginity to you. I can't let it be meaningless, 'Chi, but I'm willing to try. You just have to try to understand what I want, too."

"What do you want, Yamato?"

"I want you to promise me that no matter what happens, you'll always be my best friend."

"I promise, Yamato."

"So that'll be the second guideline. Nothing that happens between us will break up our friendship," Yamato said, smiling.

"One more thing," Tai added. "Even if we're not really dating, I don't want to see you with other people, either. Yama… would you – would you stop messing around with the fangirls?"

Yamato kissed his friend gingerly on the cheek. "Anything, for you."

Tai leaned forward and captured Yamato's lips with his own. Pulling away, he asked.

"Was that all you had to say? Or…"

"That's all. Now, where were we?" He laced his hands together behind the brunette's neck, pulling him back into the kiss.

Pulling away for a second time, Yamato stood and grabbed Taichi by the wrists and gently tugged him up off of the couch. Silently, he led the brunette towards a different room, but one his friend knew well. After all, Taichi practically lived at the blonde's apartment. Turning to face his friend while walking backwards, the small blonde teen sat down on his bed. Still standing in front of Yamato, Tai leant down to kiss his friend.

Yamato slid his hand under Taichi's white button-down shirt. Rubbing his best friend's stomach, he could feel the subtle dips and rises where he knew he would see muscles if he could only rid Tai of the shirt. With his free hand, he fumbled with the bottom button, then worked his way up, snaking his hand up to touch Tai's left nipple. The brunette moaned.

After a short while, the brunette's chest was fully exposed. He shrugged the shirt off his shoulders and Yamato pulled it down his arms and off of Taichi's body.

The blonde broke their kiss, moving down to his friend's neck. Hitting a tender spot, Taichi moaned.

"Not… fair," the brunette stuttered out. "Take yours off."

"You take it off," the blonde replied, annoyed. How was he supposed to keep his hands on Taichi while taking off his shirt? And what was his friend doing? Sitting back and letting himself be kissed and felt up, that's what. He could at least… participate a little.

Tai nervously began to unbutton Yamato's own shirt. "I've wanted this for so long," he whispered in the blonde's ear. "I've wanted you." Pulling the blonde's shirt down, he felt his friend gasp in shock as he ran his fingers up his sides.

Yamato grasped Taichi's shoulders and pulled the brunette down on top of him. Suddenly they were in the same situation as they had been earlier on the living room floor, Tai on top of Yamato, each feeling the other's excitement through the school pants they still wore.

The brunette let his hands wander all over Yamato's body, trying to feel every part of him. He wanted to remember what this felt like, forever. The blonde boy's breathing hitched as Taichi's hands roamed between his thighs.

Tai smirked, letting his left hand run over the bulge in his friend's navy blue trousers. Pulling away, he carefully undid the two buttons at Yamato's hips before unzipping his fly. Yamato arched upwards to let Taichi continue undressing him.

The tanned boy was struck by an overwhelming lust for his paler counterpart. Yamato had always been his best friend, and that was all Taichi ever saw him as. Seeing the nearly-naked teenaged boy before him, Taichi couldn't see his best friend. He saw an object – a blonde hair, blue-eyed doll that would go to the end of the world for him. It was a person who wanted Taichi as much as Taichi wanted him, and Tai wanted him.

The brunette yanked down his own pants in one motion, not bothering with buttons and zippers, followed soon by his boxers. He pulled down Yamato's own briefs harshly, too; leaving the blonde wondering what had become of their foreplay. Taichi flipped the blonde boy onto his stomach, grabbed his hips and positioned himself. Finally, the blonde boy seemed to react.

Yamato's body tensed. His heart raced. What's happening? What's he trying to do?

"Stop it."

Tai pushed himself into Yamato and the blonde winced in pain. "'Chi, I said stop it!"

"You don't mean that." the brunette argued, almost pleading. "Just wait. It'll get better." He thrust himself the rest of the way in and Yamato cried out in pain.

"Taichi, stop! You're hurting me!" The blonde tried to squirm away, but Taichi kept thrusting in and out of him.

"It'll get better, I know it will. Trust me." The blonde couldn't deny that mixed with the pain there was a strange feeling that was almost pleasurable. He just didn't know if the pain was worth it. However, his friend seemed adamant that it would start to feel better. He stopped protesting as Taichi continued his actions.

It didn't seem to get much better, but at least it was over rather quickly. The tanned boy came into him, and Yamato was glad it was over with. Sex hadn't been exactly what he had expected.

The blonde felt a pang of guilt when the brunette rolled off of him, snuggling up beside him on top of the covers. Why couldn't he just enjoy it with Taichi? He dreaded Taichi wanting to do it for a second time.

Yamato stared at the posters on the walls of his room, though he already knew them well. It was much more comfortable like this, with his best friend holding him lovingly, comforting him, and protecting him. Why couldn't the sex have been this perfect? He felt Taichi's fingers stroke his jaw tenderly, gingerly pressing a finger to each of the blonde's eyelids, trying to coax him into sleep.

"Why are you crying, Yama?"

Had he been crying? He hadn't realized it. "It's okay, Tai. Go to sleep."

At first, Tai seemed alright with this, relaxing a little bit. Then he pulled away from Yamato.

"I hurt you, didn't I?"

"…Yes."

"I'm sorry. I'll try to go slower next time."

"I told you to stop. We made a deal, Taichi. You said you'd stop if I needed you to. But you wouldn't stop…" Yamato was crying harder now.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't control myself… I wasn't acting like myself. I should have listened to you. I just got caught up in it, that's all."

"Don't you get it, Taichi? It's not about sex to me. Fuck, I can get that whenever I want. So could you, you know, if you really wanted. But you're my best friend. I guess I thought it would mean a little more to you. I guess I wanted it to mean something to you. It was my first time, and yours too for as far as I know. Isn't it supposed to be special or important or something? I didn't even like it. I was so glad when it was over."

"Well, what did you expect from me, Yamato? You know you're not my boyfriend. We're not in a relationship or anything. What do you want, for me to tell you I love you and that I'll never leave you, 'let's grow old together' and all that cliché bullshit? That was never what I bargained for."

"You think I don't know that? I know you're not my boyfriend and that you don't love me as your lover, but you have to love me as your friend, 'Chi! I don't need sex, I don't need any of it, but I went along with it because you are my best friend and I love you as my best friend. I guess I always thought you'd be there to protect me when stupid jerks like Francis made me want to shrivel up and die. That's why I wasn't in Biology; Francis called me a faggot. That kid in the showers did, too. He punched me and called me names. Maybe I was stupid for expecting you to stand up for me. You're just never there until it's too late. And this time, you're the one that hurt me."

Yamato was facing Taichi. He wrapped his arms around the tanned boy's waist and buried his head into his bare shoulder, soaking it with salty tears. The brunette was shocked, but he rubbed his hands soothingly on his best friend's upper back.

"I'm sorry, Yama. I do love you, and I'm so sorry if I made you doubt that." Tai looked so ashamed. "I'm just not ready to protect you."

"How could you not be?" Yamato was angry. He's ready to fuck me, but he doesn't care enough when I'm hurt to stand up for me. I'll keep getting hurt and lying to him about it and I'll just learn to deal because he won't protect me from them.

"Yama, don't you realize how difficult this is for me? Not to sound rude, but I'm not the one they expect to be gay. I'm the captain of the fucking soccer team. I'm going to get a scholarship to go to college next year. If they found out… the coach would kick me off the team. Even if he didn't, the rest of them would hate me. I'd lose everything. And they'd blame it on you. I'm scared for you, Yammie. I'm afraid they'd blame you for the way I am if they saw us together. I'm not ready to be your boyfriend, not yet. Not how you want me to be."

Yamato hadn't thought of it that way before. Yes, he supposed that being the make-up wearing, scrawny outcast at school probably made him a likely candidate to be made fun of, and the high school population wasn't intelligent enough to think of insults that weren't based on sexuality. The blonde didn't feel afraid for himself, like Taichi did, but for his best friend. He also knew that Tai was trying to protect him. And I thought he was ashamed to be with me.

Taichi had always been his protector. When Yamato needed time or space, he let him have it. When he needed a shoulder to cry on, Tai was there for him. When he needed someone to help him snap back to reality, he always had a friend he could depend on. What had he ever given back to Tai? I've stopped him from making new friends. I've got a monopoly on his social life. And I load all my problems onto him to let him handle them.

"'Chi," Yamato's voice was shaky, but his tone was assertive and confident. "I'll keep trying, if you want me to. We can still be 'friends with benefits'. I'm sorry if I ruined this night for you."

Taichi smiled. "You're amazing, Yamato. And I promise I'll never hurt you again."

"You need to use some fucking lubricant next time," Yamato said, cracking a smile. "I can't believe you didn't know that."

"I thought it was like… oh, never mind. Are we good? I'm kinda tired."

"We're good. Go to sleep, Tai."

"I love you," the brunette said, kissing the tip of Yamato's nose.

"I love you too, Taichi. Goodnight." The blonde pulled the sheets and blanket over himself and his best friend.

Yamato never knew that Taichi didn't mean to say he loved the blonde as more than just a friend. The brunette knew that he could never leave Yamato. He wanted to hold him in his arms forever and grow old with him. But he couldn't tell him that, not yet.

He didn't want to hurt the blonde.

And Taichi never knew that Yamato meant the very same thing.

The two boys fell asleep in Yamato's bed, snuggled tightly together.

Yamato squinted at the bright intrusion, scowling in his half-awake daze. So much had happened in the past twenty-four hours. His world would be changed forever. Taichi was still asleep, looking so calm and peaceful next to him. The blonde rubbed his eyes and smiled. He was ready to greet the new day.

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Yamato Ishida curled up closer to the toned body next to him. He could smell his lover's hair, and was intoxicated on its scent. Everything was perfect. The blonde teen felt secure and safe in his best friend's arms.

He opened his eyes reluctantly and sat up a little. He wanted to watch Taichi sleep. He had seen the brunette sleeping before, but never before had he looked so calm, so at peace. A small smile graced Tai's lips, and seeing it made Yamato smile, too.

The sleeping boy began to stir. Yamato ran a pale hand through his friend's chestnut brown hair as Tai opened his eyes. Seeing Yamato, his smile grew wider. He opened his mouth. His voice was so beautiful…

"Yamato, I love you."

The blonde boy smiled wider. His dream was coming true. It might not be this perfect forever, but he would let this moment last for as long as he could.

THE END.

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That's it! It's done!

Except for the sequel, so it's not really done. You didn't think I'd leave it like that, did you?. I'll post the first chapter for it within the next two weeks. Yay!

It's gonna be called "Devotion And Desire", and while I don't have the first chapter written, I started on the second one because I'm an idiot like that and I do things out of order. I also started it before starting the last chapter of A Day in the Life because I was procrastinating. Fun!

I'd give you a preview, but anything I put would probably be waaaaay too much of a spoiler. Basically the whole chapter I wrote so far is one big drama. I love drama!

So, if you want an adequate preview that's not a huge spoiler, I suggest that you look up the lyrics to Devotion and Desire. And if you're feeling really ambitious, download the song. Actually, download the acoustic version. Acoustic makes me happy.

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Oh, joy. I just checked my email and got a review telling me to just change the title and keep going with it. Sorry, RavenAngelxX. I also agree with your comment about grammar. I'm definitely not a fan of stories that butcher the English language; I try to avoid it most of the time.

Awe, Takato, you want a title change too? I guess I epic fail on the "doing what the reviewers ask" front.

I'm going with Moppy's vote for a sequel. By the way, I'm glad I kicked off your long weekend! I hope I kick off your, um, Wednesday with this one. Or is it Thursday over there? Either way, have a gooder! Oh, and sorry I didn't meet your challenge to incorporate whipped cream. I'll try and fit it into the sequel, k?

InsaneYuki, it was totally my first anime too! I'm pretty sure Digimon was the best part of growing up in the 90's.

Sumi19, you're too nice. Thanks for reviewing 