Disclaimers: I don't own Digimon or Spirited Away; I'm simply using the characters for my and my muse's entertainment, and to have something to get away from boredom over X-mas break!

It's Not That Bad by Yaoi Girl

"I can't wait for that movie to be in theaters!" Taichi whispered excitedly to Yamato.

Sighing, he replied, "Taichi, you've said that about the past three movies. I swear…you're a moive-holic."

Smiling and continuing to watch the previews, the brunette replied, "So what if I am?"

Silence fell upon them for a few moments before Taichi leaned over and asked, "Is your hand warm yet?"

Feeling his face heat up, Yamato nodded. "Yeah, thanks," he replied as his hand was slowly released, missing the warmth of Taichi's hand.

Just then, a mother and father came in with their three children, seating themselves in front of the boys, the father sitting directly in Yamato's view.

The blonde closed his eyes and sighed. "Figures," he breathed.

"You know, there's another seat next to me, and no one will be blocking your view," Taichi whispered rather loudly, surprised that the father didn't turn around and say something to him.

Without a word, the blonde rose from his seat, slid past Taichi, and seated himself in the chair next to him. "That's better."

When the feature began, the brunette again leaned over and whispered something in the boy's ear, totally catching Yamato off-guard.

"Do you want me to warm up your other hand?"

"S…sure," he managed.

Being in an awkward situation, he left his hand on the armrest, afraid to offer it directly to Taichi.

The brunette seemed to understand what Yamato was saying and smiled as he slid his hand under the blonde's, their palms facing each other. Slowly, he began to lace their fingers, glancing at Yamato from the corner of his eye to see his reaction.

His face once again heated up at the slow, torturing touch Taichi was giving him. He refused to look away from the screen however, considering the fact that he knew Taichi was looking at him. Finally, hesitantly, Yamato responded to the simple gesture, lacing his fingers with the brunette's.

Somewhat satisfied, Taichi turned his attention back to the movie, content with the handholding for the time being.

A few minutes later, Taichi looked over to the blonde as he heard him mutter, "Not again!"

Another family had just walked in and decided to seat themselves in front of them, the oldest child, about 15, sat himself in Yamato's way this time.

Yamato held back a groan, as he settled for trying to glare a hole through the back of the boy's head.

"You can lean on me if you want to see the screen; I don't mind," Taichi whispered, once again staring at the screen.

The blonde considered his offer for a moment before slowly leaning over, resting his head on Taichi's shoulder. "Thanks, but don't you think people might get the wrong idea about us?"

"Let them think what they want; anyway, they're supposed to be here for the movie, not watch us."

"You're right…"

Silence again fell as the pair became engrossed in the movie, Taichi smiling wildly and pointing excitedly at the soot balls.

Yamato softly laughed at the over-excited boy as he slowly and reluctantly pulled his hand away from Taichi's, the brunette's giddiness instantly vanishing as he sunk back into his seat and silently continued to watch the movie, removing his arm from the armrest and across his stomach. "My hand's warm now; thanks."

"No problem," he said with a half-hearted smile as he glanced down at the boy resting on his shoulder.

The blonde didn't catch the sudden change in character as he continued to watch the movie, unconsciously putting his arm back on the armrest.

Throughout the movie, Taichi would point out things to Yamato, and the boy would nod or laugh. Near the end, Taichi placed his hand on the blonde's wrist.

"This is the best part!" he whispered excitedly as Chihiro said Haku's real name and the dragon scales flew through the night sky as the pair free fell.

"They're going to kiss, aren't they?" Yamato sighed.

Taichi shrugged the shoulder Yamato was resting on, the blonde sitting up straight, staring at Taichi, confused.

"What's wrong?" he asked as he continued to stare into Taichi's broken chocolate eyes.

Slowly, the brunette raised a hand and cupped Yamato's cheek while the other laced their fingers for the second time that afternoon.

Suddenly, the blonde realized what he was telling him without words, and he found himself leaning towards Taichi.

TBC

Don't you just love a cliffhanger? =^_^= I know, I'm mean, but I couldn't help it!

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