Happy Birthday Yamato
Kinae Ichijouji
(Heh... I got my five reviews... thanks go out to all who reviewed my story...Yama's Mine, zara, Cairt, TR, babydragon, Wolf Wing, and Lady Kiriska.)
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story... besides the masked man... and once again... I do not own clean boxers...
~What's going to happen to Yamato? Read to find out!~
Yamato climbed into the back seat of the cruiser as the officer slid into the front. "Fasten your seatbelt! You're in for an exciting ride!"
Yamato listened and fastened his seatbelt, just as the cruiser tore down the pavement. He pressed his forehead against the window and stared at his pale reflection. His skin was ghastly white, his eyes, a sickly shade of blue. His cheeks flushed red as another wave of tears overtook him. It took almost five minutes for them to get to the hospital. Yamato threw himself out of the car, completely ignoring anything, which he might be thinking, or saying. Instead, he concentrated on a mental image of a soccer ball... "He's going to be just fine... He'll be back up and playing soccer again in no time." Yamato rushed to registration. "I'm Yamato Ishida! I' here to see Taichi Kamiya!" The nurse gestured down a hallway. Yamato slowed down, peering in every door until he came to the end of the hallway. There were three doors. East Wing. "No... They wouldn't put him in there... that's for burn victims..." West Wing... "That's for accidents" and... Morgue?!? That's the only place that
would make any sense! Yamato leaned against a wall and broke down in tears once more.
"Excuse me... Um... Ahem! Excuse me! Are you Yamato Ishida?" A young doctor, only around 28, walked up to him.
Yamato turned around and nodded. He looked up and down the doctor, from his sandy hair, down to his blue jeans, underneath his white lab coat.
"Please, come this way." The doctor headed down the West Wing corridor. "Please wait here." He gestured for Yamato to sit down.
Yamato obeyed. His cell phone rang again. "Hello?"
"Yamato! Where the hell are you? I thought you were going to Taichi's place?" His father demanded.
"Shut up dad... You might wake up this old dude next to me... I'm at the hospital."
"Are you okay? What happened? Were you in a car accident?"
"I wish it were as simple as that... I'm not too sure what happened, but when I got to Tai's place, there were police cars everywhere... Some man tried to stab me, but he was shot...He's not dead though... I think he got to Tai first... Hikari was crying... Sow ere her parents... Tai wasn't there... I got a call and so now I'm here..."
"IS everything okay son? I'll be right there..."
"Da-" Yamato was cut off as his father hung up... He leaned back into the chair. It didn't take his tired eyes long to fall asleep.
Yamato looked up at the fireworks in the sky, then he looked at his side. Taichi. How he adored him.
"Happy Birthday Yamato. I love you." Taichi whispered into his ear.
Yamato looked down the hill at the city lights below. "This is exactly what I wanted."
"But I haven't given you anything yet..."
"Shh... I know... What I wanted for my birthday was to be with you." Yamato placed a finger over Taichi's lips and leaned into his chest. He was warm... very warm... Taichi lifted Yamato's head gingerly with his right had and engulfed his lips with his own.
"I love it when you make it hard..." Taichi protested as he forced Yamato's lips open with his tongue. His tongue searched into the darkest corners of his mouth, slowly making him feel more comfortable. Yamato slowly forced his tongue into Taichi's mouth. For him, this night couldn't be anymore perfect.
"Yamato... Yamato... YAMATO!"
Yamato slowly opened his eyes, staring straight up at his father. "Oh! Uh... Dad...?"
"Oh... Uh... Yeah!"
Yamato sweatdropped just as the doctor came out to him. "Taichi wishes to see you, Yamato. Please go straight in. room 212."
Yamato stood up and walked shakily towards the door. His father began to follow, but a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Taichi Yagami requested a private visit. You'll have to wait here."
"210... 211... 212." Yamato stopped at the door. He knew he should be happy to know that his only true love was alive, but for some reason, he didn't want to go in...
"Yamato... I know you're there... It's fine... You can come in... I'm sure I'm not contagious..." Taichi called hoarsely.
Yamato pushed the door open. "I was hoping you were so that that bed could be mine." Yamato gestured to the bed on the opposite side of the curtain. "How are you?"
"Well... Money has most likely gone to hospitals because I can't feel a thing... I love pain-killers!"
"I thought you loved me..." Yamato gave Taichi a sheepish grin.
"Not as much as I love pain-killers!" Taichi responded with a short laugh.
"What happened? Tell me everything..."
"All I want to say is I'm sorry... I'm sorry I ruined your birthday..."
"Taichi... That doesn't matter! All I need to know is that you'll be okay!" Yamato was growing slowly angry with his sickly boyfriend.
"I can't tell you that... But you saved my life! Your gift got ruined though..."
"I don't care about material things like birthday gifts Taichi... Just tell me what happened." Yamato was becoming angrier by the second.
"Fine! I'll tell you! Just chill! I woke up extra early so I could surprise you... I put my clothes in a backpack... and I pulled on a coat... I had it all planned out... I would sneak into your house and climb into bed with you... I'd stick a bow on my head and when you woke up, I'd yell happy birthday at the top of my lungs..."
"Oh Tai..." Yamato interrupted.
"Would you shut up and listen? I left my house at 7:08 and I went to the elevator. I pressed the button and waited. I was just about to head for the stairs when the door opened. Somebody grabbed me and pulled me inside, knife held to my throat. He said `You're a fag... fags don't belong in this neighborhood... You're a disgrace to Odaiba... You and your boyfriend.' So I snapped back, I'd rather be a fag than a guy in drag! And he moved the knife to my stomach and stabbed me... I think three times... He shoved me right into the door and that's when I felt it... that's when the pain started... my coat began twisting as he stabbed me in the back. I heard the paper ripping as he slashed through the pocket... he ruined your gift. The door opened to the first floor lobby and he shoved me. He ran out the door screaming."
Yamato's face went ghastly white.
"What's wrong Yamato?"
"He already tried."
Taichi's face was suddenly equally white as Yamato's.
Kinae It takes 5 more reviews for me to post the next part. Same or different people...
Kinae Ichijouji
(Heh... I got my five reviews... thanks go out to all who reviewed my story...Yama's Mine, zara, Cairt, TR, babydragon, Wolf Wing, and Lady Kiriska.)
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters in this story... besides the masked man... and once again... I do not own clean boxers...
~What's going to happen to Yamato? Read to find out!~
Yamato climbed into the back seat of the cruiser as the officer slid into the front. "Fasten your seatbelt! You're in for an exciting ride!"
Yamato listened and fastened his seatbelt, just as the cruiser tore down the pavement. He pressed his forehead against the window and stared at his pale reflection. His skin was ghastly white, his eyes, a sickly shade of blue. His cheeks flushed red as another wave of tears overtook him. It took almost five minutes for them to get to the hospital. Yamato threw himself out of the car, completely ignoring anything, which he might be thinking, or saying. Instead, he concentrated on a mental image of a soccer ball... "He's going to be just fine... He'll be back up and playing soccer again in no time." Yamato rushed to registration. "I'm Yamato Ishida! I' here to see Taichi Kamiya!" The nurse gestured down a hallway. Yamato slowed down, peering in every door until he came to the end of the hallway. There were three doors. East Wing. "No... They wouldn't put him in there... that's for burn victims..." West Wing... "That's for accidents" and... Morgue?!? That's the only place that
would make any sense! Yamato leaned against a wall and broke down in tears once more.
"Excuse me... Um... Ahem! Excuse me! Are you Yamato Ishida?" A young doctor, only around 28, walked up to him.
Yamato turned around and nodded. He looked up and down the doctor, from his sandy hair, down to his blue jeans, underneath his white lab coat.
"Please, come this way." The doctor headed down the West Wing corridor. "Please wait here." He gestured for Yamato to sit down.
Yamato obeyed. His cell phone rang again. "Hello?"
"Yamato! Where the hell are you? I thought you were going to Taichi's place?" His father demanded.
"Shut up dad... You might wake up this old dude next to me... I'm at the hospital."
"Are you okay? What happened? Were you in a car accident?"
"I wish it were as simple as that... I'm not too sure what happened, but when I got to Tai's place, there were police cars everywhere... Some man tried to stab me, but he was shot...He's not dead though... I think he got to Tai first... Hikari was crying... Sow ere her parents... Tai wasn't there... I got a call and so now I'm here..."
"IS everything okay son? I'll be right there..."
"Da-" Yamato was cut off as his father hung up... He leaned back into the chair. It didn't take his tired eyes long to fall asleep.
Yamato looked up at the fireworks in the sky, then he looked at his side. Taichi. How he adored him.
"Happy Birthday Yamato. I love you." Taichi whispered into his ear.
Yamato looked down the hill at the city lights below. "This is exactly what I wanted."
"But I haven't given you anything yet..."
"Shh... I know... What I wanted for my birthday was to be with you." Yamato placed a finger over Taichi's lips and leaned into his chest. He was warm... very warm... Taichi lifted Yamato's head gingerly with his right had and engulfed his lips with his own.
"I love it when you make it hard..." Taichi protested as he forced Yamato's lips open with his tongue. His tongue searched into the darkest corners of his mouth, slowly making him feel more comfortable. Yamato slowly forced his tongue into Taichi's mouth. For him, this night couldn't be anymore perfect.
"Yamato... Yamato... YAMATO!"
Yamato slowly opened his eyes, staring straight up at his father. "Oh! Uh... Dad...?"
"Oh... Uh... Yeah!"
Yamato sweatdropped just as the doctor came out to him. "Taichi wishes to see you, Yamato. Please go straight in. room 212."
Yamato stood up and walked shakily towards the door. His father began to follow, but a hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Taichi Yagami requested a private visit. You'll have to wait here."
"210... 211... 212." Yamato stopped at the door. He knew he should be happy to know that his only true love was alive, but for some reason, he didn't want to go in...
"Yamato... I know you're there... It's fine... You can come in... I'm sure I'm not contagious..." Taichi called hoarsely.
Yamato pushed the door open. "I was hoping you were so that that bed could be mine." Yamato gestured to the bed on the opposite side of the curtain. "How are you?"
"Well... Money has most likely gone to hospitals because I can't feel a thing... I love pain-killers!"
"I thought you loved me..." Yamato gave Taichi a sheepish grin.
"Not as much as I love pain-killers!" Taichi responded with a short laugh.
"What happened? Tell me everything..."
"All I want to say is I'm sorry... I'm sorry I ruined your birthday..."
"Taichi... That doesn't matter! All I need to know is that you'll be okay!" Yamato was growing slowly angry with his sickly boyfriend.
"I can't tell you that... But you saved my life! Your gift got ruined though..."
"I don't care about material things like birthday gifts Taichi... Just tell me what happened." Yamato was becoming angrier by the second.
"Fine! I'll tell you! Just chill! I woke up extra early so I could surprise you... I put my clothes in a backpack... and I pulled on a coat... I had it all planned out... I would sneak into your house and climb into bed with you... I'd stick a bow on my head and when you woke up, I'd yell happy birthday at the top of my lungs..."
"Oh Tai..." Yamato interrupted.
"Would you shut up and listen? I left my house at 7:08 and I went to the elevator. I pressed the button and waited. I was just about to head for the stairs when the door opened. Somebody grabbed me and pulled me inside, knife held to my throat. He said `You're a fag... fags don't belong in this neighborhood... You're a disgrace to Odaiba... You and your boyfriend.' So I snapped back, I'd rather be a fag than a guy in drag! And he moved the knife to my stomach and stabbed me... I think three times... He shoved me right into the door and that's when I felt it... that's when the pain started... my coat began twisting as he stabbed me in the back. I heard the paper ripping as he slashed through the pocket... he ruined your gift. The door opened to the first floor lobby and he shoved me. He ran out the door screaming."
Yamato's face went ghastly white.
"What's wrong Yamato?"
"He already tried."
Taichi's face was suddenly equally white as Yamato's.
Kinae It takes 5 more reviews for me to post the next part. Same or different people...