Yamato gasped softly at Daisuke's forcefulness, blue eyes widening. He guessed that Daisuke taking the lead was all right... he never liked being seme anyway. Finally, Yamato let his eyes side shut as he leaned into the kiss. Taichi had always been the forceful type, even if Yamato had to initiate it. Taichi... Yamato draped his arms around Daisuke's shoulders as the younger boy pushed him on to his back, nimble little fingers dancing over his chest. Yamato blinked, looking up at Daisuke as he broke their kiss he noted the evil little smirk and the mischievous glint in his chocolate brown eyes. Yamato opened his mouth to ask the little imp what exactly he was up to, not trusting the look in his eyes. But before his lips could form the question, Daisuke's hands had disappeared into his jeans, pressing into the bulge trapped in his underwear. Yamato cried out, back arching off the bed in his surprise.
"D-daisuke!" Yamato gripped at the sheets underneath his body, his breath coming in short gasps as Daisuke moved his hand between his legs.
"Hai, Yamato-san?" Blinking up at the innocent looking face that now hovered inches from his own, Yamato growled softly, arching his neck upwards to seal his lips over Daisuke's. The younger boy moaned softly in approval, as his fingers tightened around Yamato's erection. Reaching up Yamato started to undo the buttons of Daisuke's flannel pajamas. Too much clothing. Both of them were wearing far too much clothing! Daisuke giggled as he helped Yamato to get rid of their little problem. With a happy little giggle, Daisuke pounced, pushing Yamato back into the sheets.
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Daisuke stared up at the ceiling, not noticing or caring that Yamato was still curled up against him. How could he? Daisuke rolled over, pulling out of Yamato's arms. Wrapping his own arms around his still naked chest, Daisuke sniffled softly. I am being silly. I should have known that was what he was thinking. Hell, I was thinking about Ken the whole time... I *knew* it meant nothing... But that doesn't take away the fact that it hurts... Daisuke whimpered softly. He just wanted to curl up in Ken's arms... that's were where he was at peace. In his Ken-chan's arms.
Beside him, Yamato stirred, lifting up his head to stare at Daisuke's back.
"Daisuke?" Daisuke laughed softly, the sudden urge to hurt someone as much as he was hurting surging through his body, making his words sharp.
"So. Now you remember my name, Yamato-san. Not so hard is it?" Yamato blinked as he sat up and rubbed at his eyes.
"What the hell are you talking about, baka?" Daisuke smirked, as he rolled over and poked Yamato in the gut.
"Do you recall whom you shouted out for this morning?" Yamato blinked, smacking Daisuke's hand away.
"...." Yamato flushed as he stared at Daisuke's smirking face. "Taichi... Daisuke, I am so..." Yamato was cut off by Daisuke reaching pulling him down and pressing his lips to Yamato's.
"Don't. I was thinking of someone else as well." Daisuke grumbled softly, anger at Yamato melting away as he leaned against Yamato with a sigh. "I just was lucky enough not to shout out his name in bed with someone else." Yamato flushed again, poking Daisuke in the forehead.
"What are you going to do about it?" Daisuke rolled over on his stomach and pulled a pillow over his head.
"Nothing. He loves Miyako." Yamato smiled, tugging on the pillow.
"Just as much as I love Sora. He just has a better time convincing himself other wise." Daisuke peered up at Yamato from under the white safety of his pillow.
"Is that so?" Yamato whapped Daisuke on the ass, making the other boy cry out sharply.
"Kisama!!!" Daisuke growled softly, scooting as far away from Yamato as he could, glaring at him darkly. Yamato laughed as he slipped out of Daisuke's bed and started to search for his clothing. Daisuke watched Yamato, looking much like a lost child.
"Y-yamato-san?" Yamato looked up from putting on his pants, smiling at Daisuke
"Hai?" Daisuke gulped softly.
"Should I go talk to him?" Yamato nodded as he slipped on his shirt.
"Yes." Daisuke smiled brightly as he watched Yamato leave. "Oh. And Daisuke?" Yamato paused at the door, hand on the knob. "Thank you." Daisuke blinked a few times, before throwing himself back on the bed. Thank you too, Yamato-san. i just hope you take your own advice... and talk to Taichi... Daisuke closed his eyes for a few seconds, before jumping out of bed and searching his room for something to wear.
He had just remembered that Miyako was out shopping with her sisters. Ken would be alone.
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Ken looked up from his book, one eyebrow raised. He wasn't expecting anyone... Mama was out... Ken dog eared his book, uncurled his legs from underneath him and padded over to the door.
"Who is there?"
"Me." Ken's violet eyes flew wide as he threw open the door. Daisuke was standing there with a smirk on his face, brown eyes twinkling with glee.
"Yo, Ken-chan." Daisuke held up one hand in a greeting as he pushed past Ken and started for the kitchen, like he always had.
"D-daisuke-kun... what are you doing here?" Ken paused, flushing. "Don't call me 'chan'." Daisuke shrugged as he rummaged through Ken's fridge.
"I came to see how things are going with you and Miyako. I haven't been the best friend lately..." Daisuke smiled as he snapped open a can of pop. "Ken-*chan*." Ken glared at Daisuke, but he couldn't stay mad at him for long. Especially when he was looking so cute as he glared at the can that refused to open. Walking over to his best friend, Ken took the can out of his hands, and snapped it open.
"There." Daisuke smiled, before he leaned over and pressed a kiss to Ken's forehead.
"What would I do without you?" Ken flushed darkly, glaring at the back of Daisuke's head as the taller boy made his way into the living room.
"What do you think you are doing?" Ken asked as he crossed his arms over his chest, and stood in front of Daisuke. Daisuke just smiled up at him, taking a sip of his pop.
"Nothing.Just thanking you for opening my pop, Ken-chan." Ken narrowed his eyes.
"Daisuke... I am sorry for breaking up with you so suddenly... but that was weeks ago... I love Miyako, and there is nothing that can change my mind." Daisuke chuckled, reaching up to grab Ken's wrist.
"What if I said I did not believe you?" Ken tried to tug his wrist out of Daisuke's grip, eyes wide.
"D-daisuke... let me go..." Ken felt his heart speed up, fluttering like a captured bird. What are you doing, Daisuke...? Daisuke stood up, his left hand touching Ken's cheek lightly. Ken took a step back, mouth going dry. He couldn't... he loved Miyako... Miyako...
"You're lying, Ken. I can see it in your eyes. You should know by now, you can't hide anything from me for forever." Ken tried to take another step back, but found he couldn't.. his back was pressed to a wall. He was trapped... Ken flushed as Daisuke pressed him gently against the wall, smiling warmly.
"Ken-chan no baka..." Daisuke lifted Ken's chin and pressed his lips to the other boy's lips. Ken moaned softly, reflexes kicking in. Ken had been in this position with Daisuke many times. It always ended the same... Ken under Daisuke, screaming out in pleasure. NO!! Not this time!! I don't love him... I don't!! Ken pushed Daisuke away from him, tears in his eyes. it hurt him to still say he loved Miyako after that... but he couldn't.. Mama-san was so happy...
"Pervert! What are you doing!? I said we were over!!" Daisuke licked at his lips, eyes filling with tears, not from pain... but from pity. Ken blinked as Daisuke took a few steps forward and brushed his dark hair out of his eyes, smiling sadly.
"I love you Ken-chan. Whenever you are man enough to admit the same, and do what you want... I'll still be waiting." Daisuke chuckled as he brushed his fingers over Ken's lips and turned to walk away.
"Sayonara, Ken-chan"
End part one
Lyra-chan rants
Hey all! Sorry it took me so long to write
this...and no
lemon...*Sweatdrops* For some reason I just can't
write a lemon...Oh
well...maybe next time ^.^ i hope this doesn't suck as
much as i think
it
does...*Sighs* Oh well... Part two should be coming
soon...I hope
^.^