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Story two -- Paying the Price

Angst, shounen ai, parental abuse, homophobes.

Rating: R, for parental abuse, adult situations and language. [Possible lemon, no guarantees though.]

AN: I always hate to see parents not except their children in certain cases. One of those cases is when a child is homosexual. I'm going to try and write this as best I can, and I hope to have the angsty part down since I'm sort of going through that now with my own parents. They don't seem to watch their words and use words like 'fag', 'queer' and other words such as that around me and it's upsetting. But Taichi's gonna be a little braver than I am in my case. ^^;

Digimon is the rightful property of Toei animation, fox kids and a bunch of rich Japanese folk. I claim to own none and write this simply for other's, and my, enjoyment.

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Chapter Two

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"Turn in here. Hurry, there ya go."

"I told you I could drive Yamato-kun, now hush and let me do that."

"Just making sure you got in the right place. I can't go in and tell them we're here, Taichi might wake up and it's best if he slept. Yue-kun, will you do that for me, please?"

Yue's large blue eyes blinked and he nodded swiftly, moving to exit the van. "Hai, Yamato-san. I'll be right back." Yue exited the van and traipsed over to the hotel entrance.

"I got an extra room, but don't worry, I'm paying for it on my own. Seeing how Taichi isn't very familiar with you guys I decided to give him a room. I'll stay with him, but will be with you guys too. I won't extricate myself from the band since a friend is with us."

"I think that's a good idea anyway. Not to be rude, but I'm not too keen on your friend there. I know he hasn't done anything, but I can't help the gut feeling I have," Takashii admitted.

"Hey, that's cool. It's your opinion. Just don't take frustrations out on him and we'll all be okay."

"Yamato-san!"

Yamato craned his head to look out the down where Yue was running back from the hotel entrance. "What's wrong, Yue-kun?"

"There's an extra room, is that right?"

Yamato nodded. "Yea, don't worry about it. Thanks though. Did the people give you keys?"

"Not keys, but cards," he explained, pulling them from his semi-baggy khaki pants. "There are two for each room. They said to just slide them in the door and it'll open."

Yamato nodded and took the two labeled '216'--his and Taichi's room. Yue slipped back into the van and they drove around to the back parking lot.

"Taichi," Yamato whispered, lifting the dead-weighted head from his lap and moving from underneath him. "Oi, Yue-kun, would you mind going up and opening my room for me, I'm going to have to carry Taichi..." Yamato, ever so convincing, pleaded desperately with his light blue eyes, which incidentally almost matched those of Yue.

Yue smiled. "Fret not, Yamato-san! The room will be open when you get there! Do you need someone to open the elevator for you, I could ride up with you..."

Yamato smiled appreciatively but shook his head, blond locks brushing his shoulders as if to tease. Though the one to tease was sleeping peacefully. Yamato looked down at Taichi, smiling. "Thanks Yue-kun, but that'll be okay. I'm sure I can manage."

Akira and Takashii shared an awkward glance at each other. Yukata blinked but began to get out of the van and unload his belongings that were to go into the hotel room. Yue had run off, in search of Yamato and Taichi's room, while Yamato busied himself trying to pick Taichi up. The brunette was a good three inches taller than him and at least ten pounds heavier, making him about 150-160 pounds.

Finally cradling Taichi in his arms, Yamato made his way into the hotel, ignoring looks he received along the way. Once in the hotel elevator, Yamato managed to press the fourth-floor button and lean against a wall with a dead-weight Taichi in his arms, snoring away.

Yamato smiled, looking down on the tan, quiet face. It was rare for him to be able to admire the sleeping form. He rarely got a chance to sleep over at Taichi's house or visa versa. It had been a good month or so since the last time he saw Taichi sleeping like this. Of course, late night stays over ensued that he got a glimpse of the noisy, flopped on top of him type of sleeping Taichi, but infrequently did he see Taichi like this.

Cradling the slightly larger boy, he lifted him a little and placed a small kiss on his forehead, where it wasn't sore. The bell dinged on the elevator and the doors parted, allowing Yamato to exit and go in search of his room on the fourth floor. He was sure he'd find Yue somewhere. The kid, a good two years younger than Yukata, the youngest at sixteen, was like a new kid brother. Takeru and him rarely talked like they did when interferences with the Digital World permitted, so Yue had turned into the kid brother he didn't have at the moment. Takeru was too busy with basketball and Hikari to talk to his older brother and Yamato didn't have a problem with that, he was busy with Taichi and the band and trying to convince his father that he wasn't going insane, but needed to get a new job.

Spotting Yue's frantically waving arms, Yamato quickened his pace the best he could and slipped into the room quietly, nodding his thanks to the red head. He was a cute kid, Yamato would freely admit. Not the kind of cute Taichi could be, though he despised being called cute. He was more the glomp-able, pinch your cheeks type of cute. While Taichi was the drag to a dark corner and make out passionately with, never leave your sight type cute.

Yamato sighed as he lay Taichi down on the small bed in the corner of the room. He had to think make out passionately, because despite their three- year relationship, nothing beyond that had happened. It had came near there once, but, if the blond remembered correctly, Takeru-chan and Hikari-kun had ran in giggling, only to be followed by an enraged Daisuke-san with pink ribbons in his hair. That was quite awhile back... When they were still considered kids. They were all in high school now, with the exception of Iori-san who was in his last year of middle school and Ken-kun who went to a private school that didn't have grade restrictions.

Taichi curled on the bed, letting out a content sigh that Yamato was sure indicated that either he was having a nice dream or the bed was comfortable. For once, Yamato could believe it was either because the hotel bed was rather comfortable compared to most hotel beds he had experienced since the days when the Teen-Age Wolves were just a small garage band.

Convinced Yue had left, Yamato settled a hand on top of Taichi's and squeezed them, smiling as he did so. Planting a small kiss on the pouted lips, Yamato stood and walked towards the door, picking up the key card on the dresser. He looked back at Taichi who was sleeping peacefully, smiled and left the room quietly.

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"Baka~~~~! Urasee na!" Yue's shrill voice filled the hall and the heavy beating of feet could be heard down the hall.

A low laugh-- giggle? --filled the hall way once the echo of the red head's clamor died down.

Yamato blinked from his seat in the plush chair next to the bed Taichi still slept in. Slowly, hesitantly, he stood and walked over to the door to see what was wrong. He had processed the laughter to be that of Yukata and could tell it was something bad. But of course, in a good way. Yukata was harassing Yue again. He was convinced the younger boy was at least bisexual and Yukata... well, he wasn't sure about him but he had a pretty odd relationship with Yue.

He guessed the problem now dealt with some sort of sexual tension where you act stupid and try to get someone to do something so you can do something in return and hope it leads somewhere. Then again, that was wishful thinking.

Cracking open the door, he was glad they were the only one's in this section of the hallway for there were drumsticks, several pairs, littering the floor, a pair of boxers -- what the hell? -- And a red shirt he identified as Yue's.

Blinking confused blue eyes he left the room and walked over to the others' room. The door was partially opened and he could see Akira and Takashii blinking equal sets of hazel eyes at the antics of their band mates. Akira seemed to be in the middle of writing something and was just holding the pencil in the air, blinking at the pair. Takashii was in the process of eating what looked like a ham sandwich and had his mouth open, the sandwich in.

Yamato stepped into the room, dodging a pair of flying drumsticks--exactly how many pairs did Yukata have? "May I ask what's going on in here?" Yamato's parental side was slipping through and Yukata and Yue froze, blinking blue and green eyes over at him.

Yukata grinned and turned to the blonde; Yamato knew Yukata's explanation wouldn't be very helpful, but he'd listen in anyway, it always gave him something to laugh about. Kind of like that time with the purple elephants and cheez-whiz.

"You see, Yamato..." he began, exaggerating his movements as he spoke. "Yue said he was frustrated. Simply enough, I asked him if it was sexual frustration and went to examine his boxers. Yue got flustered and started yelling at me to get out of his things. So, to irk him, I started pulling things out and commenting on them. I made a bad comment about some red shirt that he had and he told me to shut up.

"I didn't stop and he picked up a pair of my sticks and chucked them at me, placing that," he pointed to the far wall where a small hole was, "hole in the wall. And things went from there..." He grinned and blinked green eyes up at Yamato to gauge his expression.

Yamato rose a light blond eyebrow and turned around, leaving the others there. Yukata grinned and wiggled a drumstick at Yue who flushed a deep red and began to pick up his things.

Yamato closed the door; as best he could, seeing that there was a pair of boxers blocking the doors way. Sighing he returned to Taichi and his room, closing the door quietly so not to wake Tai-chan. He had to wonder if something was really wrong with the boy, sleeping for three hours wasn't good when he had a head injury.

"Yama-chan," a husky voice sing-songed from the far end of the room. "C'mere Yama-chan..."

Yamato blinked over to see Taichi, awake and leaning on one arm, watching him with dark brown eyes. "You're awake I see. How do you feel?" Yamato went over at sat on the edge of the bed next to the laying Taichi.

"Pretty good actually... I have a headache, but other than that, perfectly fine. What was going on next door?"

"Mm... Yue and Yukata were flirting," he explained nonchalantly, leaning back and lying on Taichi's stomach.

Taichi rose an eyebrow and looked down at him, "What do you mean flirting? I thought they were all straight."

Yamato shrugged, "I think they're at least bisexual... Yue has too much of a fashion sense and Yukata flirts with *everyone*."

Tai's eyebrow rose higher, the other coming up with it. "Everyone you say... Does that include all members of the band...?"

Yamato looked over at him and rolled his eyes. "It's natural for him to flirt with everyone, and I don't flirt back, don't worry." Yamato brought a hand up to Taichi's face, cupping it firmly. "I wouldn't do that to you, you should know that by now. I love you too much to do something like that."

Taichi smiled and placed his hand on top of Yama's. "I love you too."

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"You can watch the concert from here. It should only be about 45 minutes long, there's another band playing after us and we'll be leaving after our set."

"You mean I can't flirt with your fans?" Taichi grinned mischievously, placing his hands on his hips.

Yama smiled, "I'm a fan of me," he joked. "You can flirt with me anytime." He turned and picked up his guitar and walked out onto the dark stage to begin his 45 minutes of singing.

Taichi smiled nostalgically and sat down in a lawn chair that was nearby, watching Yamato as he clued the band into what he was going to sing. Yue on the keyboards nodded; Yukata grinned behind his drums; Takashii nodded curtly, placing his fingers on the right cords on his guitar; and Akira readied himself behind the backup bass.

The music started slow and quiet, only the keyboard and Yamato's bass. Slowly the faint beat of drums entered and the sharper sound of Takashii's guitar pierced through the crowd as they listened quietly, waiting for Yamato's voice to chime in.

The opening to the song lasted for a good 30 seconds before Yamato came in -- "The sea of loneliness has passed me by this time; granted I pay back for the things I've done in my life. A chime is heard in the distance and when you look off to find it, I'm already there."

Akira and Takashii chimed in the repeat the last three words before a small solo went to Yue's keyboard. Yamato chimed in again, louder and more forceful this time. "When you search you never find; when you sit, what you want may come. So wait for me patiently, and one day you'll see, I'm already there."

The song continued on and Taichi smiled. Before he knew it they were getting to an older hit, Tobira~door~, and then a couple more songs and they were complete. Taichi smiled and stood, nodding to the other band members as they left the stage, leaving the cheering, screaming fangirls who wanted autographs, backstage passes or the loss of their virginity.

Yamato was the last one to leave the stage, pulling a lacy pink bra from his shoulder and tossing it to the ground. "I don't understand how someone, even a female, could wear something like that."

Taichi grinned and shook his head. "I won't even comment, let's just go home. I'm tired."

"You are such a damned pervert sometimes, Taichi."

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"Akira-san~~!"

"What Yue?" Akira looked up at the rear view mirror, looking at Yue. Briefly he wondered why the van had a rear view mirror when there wasn't a back window.

"Could we stop for some snacks before going back to the hotel?"

Akira sighed and looked ahead, spotting a convenience store ahead and turning on his turn signal.

"Arigatou gozaimasu, Akira-san." Yue smiled and readied himself to get out of the van.

"Oi, Yamato," Taichi said, poking the blond in the arm several times.

"Huh?" Yamato raised a blond eyebrow inquiringly at the brunette who lounged next to him.

Taichi grinned. Yamato knew what that look meant. Despite their relationship not having gotten any further than some heavy making out, they both had a kinky fetish for food. Taichi preferred strawberries and chocolate syrup, while Yamato was a classic with cherries and whipped cream.

They had ventured into the kinky make-out sessions only twice, once with each person's choice selection. They had never gotten any further than that though because someone would always barge in, whether it be Takeru-chan or Hikari-chan. Or maybe the phone would ring or someone would knock at the door... No matter what, they never got any farther then a little kinky make- out.

Yamato shook his head lightly at the brunette. Sure he wanted to, but they couldn't risk someone barging in on them or hearing them. Especially considering that the other band mates were right next door.

Taichi pleaded with his chocolate eyes and pouted, but Yamato shook his head firmly. The brunette sighed and nodded, understanding what Yamato meant. He would just have to deal with a little cuddling and kissing tonight...

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"How the *hell* are we supposed to carry all of this to the room, Yue?" Akira inquired sternly, agitated, exasperated...

"Well, we could all grab two bags each and that should about do it..." Yukata arbitrated, picking up two and handing them to Akira, grinning.

Akira glared long and hard at the grinning teen before picking them up and heading towards the hotel, grumbling to himself about the injustice of immature teenagers who had no morals.

Taichi and Yamato blinked at the retreating back of Akira and picked up two bags, one of the four was theirs. They headed to the hotel, followed by Takashii, then Yukata, who was still grinning, and finally Yue.

It was slightly difficult to get the elevator working, but once they did and they got to their rooms, they had difficulty getting in. Akira was already inside the one room when Yukata decided kicking it would eventually get it open.

"Would you stop it, you twit!" Akira yelled, opening the door roughly and quickly, and fixing Yukata with the same glare as five minutes ago.

Yukata blinked and grinned. "You said twit... Hehehe..." His grin grew larger and he entered the room, pushing Akira aside. The rest of them followed, even Yamato and Taichi, to set the bags down. Afterwards, Yamato turned to the group, excluding Taichi, to say goodnight.

"Guys, I'm gonna retire to my room for the rest of the night; get a shower and lounge quietly for a little while." He was about to turn to Taichi to tell him he could stay here if he liked, but he knew he would put the poor boy in a worse position than already, so he declined in doing so.

Everyone said their goodnights and Yamato and Taichi left.

"Were you only planning on some quiet lounging?" Taichi asked nonchalantly as he slid the card in the door and opened it, sauntering in.

Yamato grinned to himself, not letting Taichi see and walked in as well. "We can't be *too* loud..."

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He ran the towel through his wet hair, drying it the best he could and removing as much of it as possible from where it was sticking to his forehead and cheeks. His hair was a dark blonde from the water, light highlights here and there from still very wet strands that shined in the light of the bathroom's lights over the mirror. He looked at his reflection in the fog-free mirror and fixed his hair; parted to the right side, hair on the left slightly covering one of his light blue eyes, which were framed by light brown, thick eyelashes that he batted to get the hair out of them.

Sighing, he pulled on the navy bathrobe the hotel provided for their guests, tied it loosely and threw the towel into the corner of bathroom. He unlocked the door, opened it and turned off the bathroom light, leaving the fan on to get some of the steam out of the room.

He walked across the little hallway to where the black mini-fridge sat on a small table. He opened the door and looked inside, trying to find something to drink. He settled on some cheap brand of cola and shut the door. As he was lifting the tab on the can, tan arms wrapped around him from the back and pulled him back against a body slightly bigger than his own.

"Oi..." a low, husky voiced breathed in his ear, sending a shiver through his body as the tongue which was inside the mouth came out and licked up the lobe slowly.

Yamato set the can of cola down on the small counter; tab halfway up, can halfway opened. He turned his head slightly, eyes closing, meeting Taichi's lips and kissing him softly. His hand came up and went around, cupping Tai's head as his mouth parted slightly for the tongue that wished to enter. The warm, wet tongue entered his mouth; always an odd feeling at first, but not one that he wished to go away and the kiss deepened until it was necessary to part due to lack of oxygen.

Taichi's brown eyes looked upon him and the brunette grinned. Yamato smirked and kissed him again, quickly, and picked up his drink. He walked over to one of the two beds sitting in the room and positioned himself in the middle of it, sipping his cheap cola slowly.

Taichi grinned to himself and put his hands behind his head as he walked into the main room. He sat himself on the edge of the same bed Yamato was on and laid back, next to the blond. He looked up at him, his hands still behind his head and smirked.

"You know I love you, right?"

 

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"Akira-san?"

"What, Yue?" the redhead snapped, looking up from the book to stare at the youngest.

Yue blinked, suddenly shy like a little puppy that just got kicked. "Anou... How are the sleeping arrangements tonight?"

Akira stared at him, hazel eyes hard, yet contemplative. "Why don't you go see if you can sleep in Yamato's room, I doubt he would mind having to share a bed with his best friend."

Yue nodded.

"Their balcony door should be opened, it was when I went over there about an hour ago, and I doubt they're asleep yet."

Yue nodded again and slid open the glass door to the balcony. It was a fairly warm night, cooler than what it was during the day, but not to the point where a fan or an open window wouldn't be necessary. Yamato-san and Taichi-kun probably had their door open to let the small breeze in. He looked out over the city briefly, admiring the play of lights created by the passing people and vehicles down below. He continued the small walk on the balcony to Yamato and Taichi's room and slowly, quietly, slid the door open.

"Yamato-sa---" Yue blinked, blue eyes wide, only reflecting the television screen where some late night talk show played. He looked at the one bed, the one in front of the television, and couldn't remove his gaze. Yamato lie there; in only the bath robe provided by the hotel, one of the sleeves falling off one shoulder...

Yue would see nothing wrong with this, in any other circumstance... Taichi was lying behind him, resting up against the headboard of the bed, remote in one hand, one of Yamato's hands in the other, with Yamato lying in between his legs, asleep... Both were asleep. Yue blinked again, afraid all of a sudden to move; afraid the slightest sound would wake one of them. He didn't want to be the cause of a disagreement, another one, between Yamato and the rest of the band.

"Yue, did Yamato say it was--- oh my god..." Yukata stopped mid-sentence and stared from behind Yue. Yue looked up at him, eyes confused and not sure what he should do.

"Yukata... They're sleeping... Yamato is sleeping with Taichi..." Yue babbled, forgetting his honorifics in his bewildered state of confusion.

Yukata blinked, not sure what to do and knowing full well a stupid-ass comment would not be good. Should he ignore it and not tell the others, or should he tell the others, so they could have more caution in their words around Yamato and Taichi from then on? He turned around and headed back to his room, intent on explaining to the others what he saw. Yue followed quickly and quietly, secretly fretting that something would happen within the band because of this... discovery.

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"Baka~~~~! Urasai na!" -- "Idiot~~~~! Shut up!"

'Arigatou gozaimasu' -- thank you very much; Yue, if you haven't noticed is the real proper one of the group, albeit he is the quietest.

"Oi" -- hey

 "Anou" -- um...

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Uh Oh... What's gonna happen now that Yukata and Yue know??? Well, in the next part, I'm going to try and do this the best I can from my view point. I would so hate it if any of the stuff said in the next chapter was said or yelled at me because i'm bisexual. so, next chapter is a little harsh. -.-

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