Okay, this was cute. I forgot to mention this earlier but, if you look through the votes and see Nyako's, I just cracked up. She voted Daikenato! I so want to do a Daikenato so if you tell me, Nyako, that I should I will! I really will, just drop me a line! Anyway, as of Sept. 9th 3:47 PM, this story is now Taito! I will enjoy the rest of this story to it's fullest! This is gonna be great I mean, with 52 people who have voted so that means lost of people will read this, right? Good!
The Battle for Yamato part 3: Round two
"Okay, since you had him first, I get him this Friday night.", I said to Sora smugly. She didn't know that I had run into Yamato after her first turn with him, that I knew how upset he had been after she had kissed him. But hey, I had given the snotty bitch some warning, I told her not to get too grabby, but she made her own decision and didn't listen to me. I so wanted to rub it in her face that Yamato didn't want her to kiss him, yet I knew if I did I could lose some advantage I had over her. Until I could put her in her place I was going to wait.
"Fine. Whatever."
"What's the matter? Didn't having Yama over go so well?"
"Shut up."
She couldn't see me grin as I walked away.
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"Thanks for having me over tonight, Tai. I was worried that Sora would want me to come over again," I sighed as I plopped down onto his couch as he followed in suit after putting a tape in the VCR. Unlike Sora, I could trust Taichi while we watched a video. He even knew how upset I was about the whole Sora thing. Ever since the band had gotten really popular, I have had so many people just use me and frankly it was sickening. I was glad that I had Taichi though. He'd never do that to me, he knew what it meant to be a real friend. "I just didn't want to get put in that situation again, ya know? She really…"
"I understand."
"Thanks."
"Stop thanking me, I haven't done anything."
"You've been here for me, which is more than I can say for a lot of people I used to hang out with. I keep running into people who only see my smile." I sighed as I sank deeper into the couch. The more I thought about it the more depressed I was getting. And this sad movie wasn't helping any. Did Taichi pick this?
"Hey, don't talk that way. Sure some people are jerks but you have a lot of great friends!", he laughed as he gave my arm a small punch. I tried to give him a mile but it probably just looked weird to him, but he still shifted, leaning closer to me. "Yama, everything's gonna be fine. You have plenty of friends that all care about you the way they should, and as long as you don't show them your apron-"
"What is wrong with the apron I use?"
"Come on, Yamato, have you ever looked at that thing? It's so girly you look like your mother when you wear it!" As soon as he finished that comment I was already on top of him demanding he take that back. That apron was the only one I had and with my dad never being home or anything he never had time to buy me a new one, and neither did I. He was laughing his head off, a smirk on his face, and then he managed to roll us so he had me down on the cushions. "Well, it's true!"
"Take it back!" I tried to throw him off but it wasn't working.
Suddenly his hands weren't holding down my shoulders, he had them on my hips, tickling me. "Okay, Mr. tough guy. If you're so great, how come I've got you down, huh? Tell me that, Oh, high and mighty!"
"I'll get you for this!" Angrily I kicked out, but somehow ended up falling off the couch with him, onto the floor, rolling until he once again landed on top. Both of us were frozen for a moment, him lying on top of me. He wasn't laughing or smirking or anything, just staring at me and I could only do the same. "Taichi…"
His hand went out and put my disarrayed bangs back behind my ears, his fingers running just barely over my cheek, startling me a bit. My eyes went wide, and I felt something against my hip. Was he…turned on by this? But I didn't think he thought about me that way. I was still in awe, even as he leaned down a little, pressing his lips to mine in a slow, tender kiss that I was not expecting. His lips were so soft, making me melt, making me moan. It felt so good. But why was he kissing me? Taichi was my best friend? Did he want more? Or was he like Sora? Was he just using me? Was he lying that he understood how I felt?
"Oh, Yama…", he whispered in my ear.
"Taichi…is this for me?" He probably just noticed my hand moving to between his legs. A blush ran across his tan cheeks, making him look so sweet and innocent. There were tears in my eyes. Was I about to lose a friend? "Why?"
"Oh, God! I'm so sorry, Yamato! I didn't mean to…please believe me…I really do care about you! I'm not like Sora. I care so much about you.", he stammered, climbing off me as if I were on fire, tears in the corners of his eyes. He looked just as bad as I had felt just seconds ago. "Please don't hate me…"
"I could never hate you." Smiling, I sat up and kissed him passionately.
'If he really meant that…maybe I'll have someone to love after all.'
To be Continued:
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