The sunlight slanted through the open window, hitting Yamato across the eyes. With a strangled moan, Yamato rolled over on his stomach and covered his head with the pillow. His head felt like Taichi was playing soccer with it...
Taichi!!
Yamato shot upwards, and immediately regretted it as a wave of nausea washed over him. Leaning back into the couch with a soft moan, Yamato looked around the apartment as small pieces of last night began to resurface. Yamato closed his eyes and tried to put them in order.
Pushing Taichi to the ground and saying all those fucking lies...
Sitting at the bar and buying drink after drink.
Someone punching him...
Pushing Taichi up to a wall and making out with him..
being forced to sleep on the couch...
Yamato opened his eyes and looked around. Wait. This wasn't Taichi's apartment..
A soft creak of a door and a loud yawn startled him,and turning his head around slowly, Yamato watched, horrified, as Daisuke padded out of his room,clothing rumpled and looking very much like a grumpy kitten.
"Ohayo Yamato-san. I hope your hangover isn't too bad." Daisuke chuckled softly before yawning again and walking into the kitchen.
"Ya need anything? Aspirin? Water?" Yamato just sat there, watching Daisuke.
No. NO. No fucking way!!! Yamato buried his face in his hands. what had he done? That wasn't Taichi he had made out with. It had been Daisuke.
"Yamato-san!! Stop it!! I am not Taichi!!"
Oh god... he had molested Daisuke against a wall ten feet from a bar.
Yamato stood up suddenly and rushed for the bathroom. What kind of a pervert was he? Daisuke was what, only 15? And he was 21.
So what if he was drunk. That didn't matter. Would it have been any better if he had assaulted Taichi like that? Yamato leaned against the toilet after emptying the contents of his stomach. He felt like crying again. He had made a fucking messed up life for himself. Yamato stood up shakily, feeling a little better then a few moments ago as he washed his mouth out with a little bit of water.Looking up at the mirror, Yamato flinched, running a hand through his hair. He looked like shit.
"Yamato-san?!!" A loud knock sounded at the door, followed by a very worried sounding voice. Why was Daisuke worried about him? Speaking of such, why had he been so nice and brought him back here after what he had done?
"Hai?" He heard a chuckle and a softly murmured 'baka'.
"Are you alright in there?"
Yamato sighed and pulled open the door. He frowned down at the rumpled looking Daisuke as the smaller boy beamed up at him. why was he acting like nothing had happened? Daisuke shook his head and turned around to go back to the kitchen
"Alright then. You sure you don't want any aspirin?" Yamato couldn't help the grin that bloomed on his face. Daisuke could be so sweet sometimes.
"I am fine. Erm... Daisuke?" Daisuke paused and looked back at him with a adorably confused look on his face.
"Hai?" Yamato took a few steps forward, watching his feet as he stopped a few inches from the other boy.
"Gomen nasai."
"For what?"
Yamato flinched, like he didn't know.
"Don't play dumb. I nearly raped you last night." Yamato was startled by Daisuke's hand on his shoulder.
"It's alright. You were drunk." Yamato shook his head, half-snarling.
"No it's not!" Yamato couldn't believe what he was hearing. Daisuke should be angry with him... hate him... anything but this. Yamato couldn't take it. He should be punished for what he did.
"How can you be so fucking nice to me after what I did, to you... to Taichi?!!"
Yamato dimly realized that he was getting a little carried away. But he couldn't believe any of this.
"Poor Yamato-san." Yamato looked at Daisuke with shock.
"Poor Yamato?! What the he..." Yamato was cut off by Daisuke wrapping
his arms around Yamato's neck and tugging him down for a kiss. It was short and very chaste... but... a kiss was a kiss.
After Daisuke pulled away, Yamato watched him with wide eyes trying to contemplate what exactly had happened. Daisuke blushed brightly and giggled.
"Sorry. But I didn't know how else to tell you. I wanted it." Daisuke leaned against Yamato, wrapping his arms around the taller boy's waist as he nuzzled Yamato's cheek. "It's been so long since someone has held me like that..." Yamato ran his hand through Daisuke's soft hair and chuckled.
"You have got to be kidding me..."
Lyra-chan rants ^_^
Yo all. Lyra-chan here. I just wanted to give credit where credit is due. My good friend Madhatter has become my editor, so you can thank her for the lack of spelling errors, and the fact that this chapter is even up at all ^__^ also, all the past chapters have also been updated and small changes here and there, thank you Madhatter-chan!! I'll get on that Daiken right after I get some sleep