"Taichi?" Daisuke pulled softly at Taichi's arm,trying to get him to respond. Taichi watched him, butmade no movement to get up.
"He was right. I should have just left him alone."
Daisuke stared at Taichi in horror.
"I don't believe this!!!! Snap out of it Taichi!" Daisuke growled, snapping his fingers in front of Taichi's face. A soft frown marred Taichi's face as he reached out and clasped Daisuke's hand in his own, stopping his finger snapping in mid snap.
"Knock it off." Taichi murmured as he started to stand up, wavering slightly as he turned to walk away.
"Oya!!! Matte Taichi!" Daisuke scrambled to his feet just in time to catch Taichi before he fell to the ground once again. Taichi flushed softly, smiling weakly at Daisuke.
"Must have twisted my ankle." Daisuke shook his head and wrapped an arm around Taichi's waist.
"Let's get you home." Taichi didn't say anything, just stared blankly ahead.
Daisuke sighed softly as he helped Taichi up the stairs, practically dragging him. He had never seen his hero like this before, and it damn near broke his heart. It was like he didn't have any purpose for living anymore. That was mostly why Daisuke was so fucking pissed off. He didn't know who he wanted to punch more. Yamato for being such an ass, or Taichi for just taking that shit lying down. Maybe Hikari would be able to snap him out of this… this… whatever hole he had climbed into.
Daisuke looked up at the remaining flights of stairs. Why hadn't he taken the elevator? Baka baka baka.
Daisuke knocked loudly on the door, listening for some sound that someone was inside, hoping that someone would be there. Someone had to be here!! He couldn't just leave Taichi here by himself.
The door creaked open lightly and a sleepy looking Hikari stuck her head out.
"Wha...? Daisuke?...Taichi?" Alert instantly she threw the door open and stood there with her hands on her hips, a worried look furrowing her brow.
"What the hell happened, Oniichan?" Taichi pushed himself from Daisuke and shook his head.
"Leave me alone." Taichi muttered as he pushed past Hikari and disappeared into the house. Hikari sighed softly and gave Daisuke an apologetic smile.
"Yamato?" Daisuke nodded as he leaned against the wall next to the door.
"Yeah." Hikari sighed, shut the door behind her and leaned against the wall next to Daisuke.
"Daisuke-kun?" Daisuke looked up from his shoes, meeting Hikari's worried brown eyes. She smiled and reached out to brush a strand of hair out of his eyes. Daisuke smiled weakly, knowing what she was thinking.
"How are you holding up?" Gods he loved Hikari some times. She was going through just as much, maybe even more pain then he was, and yet she still always made sure that he was doing fine.
"Good. Getting a job. Avoiding Ken at all costs..." Hikari shook her head and thumped him upside the head.
"Coward! Just because he is going out with Miyako doesn't mean he wants you out of his life. You're still his best friend."
Daisuke saw that pain that had crossed over Hikari's face at the mention of Miyako. So. She wanted a little comfort to. Well Daisuke was happy enough to provide it. Reaching out, Daisuke pulled Hikari into his arms and held her. He remembered the look of pure pain when Miyako and Ken had told all of them about their relationship. She had run out of the room and Daisuke had followed her, just because he had to get out of the room too and was glad to have an excuse. Finding Hikari crying her heart out, he had asked what was wrong, and she had told him everything. Her love for Miyako... just like his love for Ken, but Miyako just thought that she was just saying for the hell of it,and never took her seriously. Ever since then, Daisuke and Hikari had become very close, and he was glad for it. Who knows what he would have done if it weren't for her.
"Thank you Daisuke. But I had better get inside and see if Oniichan wants anything. Ja ne!"
Daisuke waved as Hikari pulled open her door and disappeared into her home. Daisuke closed his eyes and just stood there for a few moments before starting down the staircase.
He had something to do if he ever wanted to get any sleep tonight.
He needed to find Yamato.
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Yamato set down the empty shot glass and looked up at the clock. After a few moments he was finally able to read the numbers. 9:45 PM. Shit! Sora was going to kill him, coming in this late and drunk as all hell.Maybe he would just find a nice bench to sleep on or something. Yamato pulled out his wallet and set a wad of bills down on the counter as pulled on his coat.
Taichi... I really hope you are all right. Shit. Maybe I should go apologize. Yamato paused, closing his eyes and enjoying the feel of a cool breeze as it brushed over his alcohol flushed cheeks.
'No. If I went to him like this, I would end up doing something I would regret.'
With a heavy sigh, Yamato started down the road.
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Daisuke licked his dry lips, waiting for his stupid bus to come. He would have normally taken the train,but at this time of night there were far to many freaks down there. He had given up on finding Yamato,
which was most likely a good thing. Daisuke doubted his judgment when he was angry. He might end up doing something he would regret. Daisuke looked up at the sound of someone shouting 'Hey! Watch where you're going!!' Most likely a drunk.
A drunk Yamato.
Daisuke blinked, mouth dropping open. Well shit. Maybe god did want him to beat the shit out of Yamato after all. Daisuke walked across the road and pulled Yamato back by his collar.
"I need to talk to you, Ishida." Daisuke spun Yamato around and slammed his fist into Yamato's jaw, sending the other boy to the ground.
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Yamato rubbed at his jaw, looking up at the one who had attacked him. A soft gasp fell from his lips.
"Taichi..." Yamato felt his breath catch in his throat as he started up at the brown eyed boy. It couldn't be. But it had to be. Taichi was the only one who had ever hit him like that.
"Taichi." Yamato pushed himself off the ground and wrapped his arms around Daisuke's body, cradling the smaller boy to his chest. Daisuke gasped softly trying to pull away. Yamato was so drunk he thought he was Taichi!!
"Yamato-san!! Stop it!! I am not Taichi!!"
Yamato didn't seem to hear him, as he traced Daisuke's cheek with his fingers, tears running down his own. Daisuke closed his eyes and sighed as he leaned into the touch. Poor Yamato-san. A minute ago he was ready to pound him to the ground... but now...
"Yamato-san..." This was wrong. He loved Ken, and Yamato thought he was someone else. But it had been so long since someone had held him like this.
"Taichi, I am so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't mean it. I love you. It's just… my family. They love me again... please understand. Taichi..." Yamato nuzzled at him, pressing himself into Daisuke's body. Yamato's hands traced down Daisuke's sides as he pressed him to the wall behind them. Daisuke snapped out of his trance, realizing what Yamato was going to do.
He couldn't! Yamato didn't love him, he loved Taichi. And Ken... Daisuke loved Ken... but... Yamato was so warm...
"Taichi..." Yamato tipped up the sweet face of what he thought was his beloved and pressed his warm lips to Daisuke's.
Word from the author ^__^
Yo all, Lyra-chan here. I just wanted to say thank you to all the people who have been reading this fic. But I wanted to ask something of some of you. I am running out of ideas for fanfics, so if there is a pairing that you have wanted to read about, just e-mail me at
Kitsuneko_@hotmail.com
One thing though. I hate Sora and can't stand Taiora,Mimato, and Sorato. I am also very iffy about Takari,it just bothers me. Ask me to write such a fic, and I will write a fan fic where you die horribly. ^_^ Thank you.