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Is this really Taito?
chapter 6
"Hey, Yamato, you son of a dog, look who's here for you!" one of his bandmates called irritably, still angry at Yamato for that new song they had to practise all day.
Yamato stuck his head of his dressing room expecting it to be Sora but actually..
"Taichi?.."
Daisuke gave him a V-sign and turned away inspecting a drum set, pretensely interested.
Taichi slipped into the dressing room and took Yamato in his arms.
"I missed you..." he said, making eyes at him.
"Me too. What is Daisuke doing here?" Yamato asked. He pried Taichi's hands off himself and wearily collapsed on the sofa.
Taichi kneeled before him. "It's that stupid..."
"Bet!" they said in unison.
"Yeah..." The brunette dreamily brushed the strands of hair from Yamato's face. "You look tired.."
"Believe me, I am." Yamato answered with his eyes closed. "This song is eating me alive.."
"Did you tell your band it's about a guy? Yamato's a bad bad boy!"
The blonde pushed the chuckling Taichi slightly away. "Oh, shut up!"
"What, you are going to sing something we aren't supposed to hear yet? About Ken?" Taichi teased him.
The blonde frowned but his eyes stayed shut. "Don't talk about him like that!.. I'm gonna screw up, I know.. Ken is above that. He means a lot to me.."
"Sorry. What about me?" Taichi dropped his voice to a whisper.
Yamato let out a long sigh. "I'm still not sure," he murmured back.
"If I ask you out, will it help?" the brunette said nervously. He brushed the side of his face with his lips. "Can I ask you out?"
Yamato's blood rushed first to his head then to his feet in a huge wave. He stirred on the sofa. *It feels wrong.*
Taichi put his hands around the blonde's waist.
*But why, he's Taichi.. he's my best friend... He's the one I had a crush on so long..*
"I can get rid of Daisuke.." Taichi kept on leaning towards his face. Yamato's chest heaved, he breathed unevenly while his feelings were in turmoil, and he sat up, brushing Taichi aside.
"Taichi, there is something... I need to talk about."
Taichi nodded distractedly, charmed by the closeness between them. He glanced at his lips. "Yeah, so much to talk about..." Then he pressed his lips to his half-opened mouth and Yamato again had a minor shock - he wasn't used to those sudden attacks. Taichi sighed in satisfaction in Yamato's mouth and let his tongue brush the row of his teeth before sealing a French - that was interrupted by an enormously loud crashing sound in the hall. Yamato jumped up and flew to the door behind which a very embarrassed very miserable Daisuke was sitting in the middle of a ruined drum set.
Taichi broke into a laughter and held Yamato back from tearing the poor Daisuke apart.
"Get OUTTA here!" Yamato shouted to the mahogany-haired boy.
"Now there is no need to pick on Daisuke!" Taichi reasoned pulling Yamato back into the dressing room. The blonde turned furiously to him.
"Your Daisuke is a total jerk!"
"Yeah, right," Taichi chuckled then landed another kiss to quiet him down. "Meet you later... after hearing your new song loud and clear!" the brunette reminded cunningly. Yamato groaned and pushed him out of his dressing room.
"Bite your tongue!" he informed him.
"More like your tongue," Taichi said with a grin. Yamato aimed a friendly blow in his jaw but the brunette ducked it. "Hey, learn to compromise!" he advised and closed the door.
"I'll kill you, Yagami! Don't get on my nerves! You can forget about that date! You heard me?!"
"Yeah, yeah... Who will ask you out then? Ken? I'll tell him you're interested!" Taichi joked then quickly grabbed Daisuke and bolted away before things started to fly out of Yamato's dressing room.
Yamato shook his head and punched the door. Still full of agression, he slid to the floor and stared into space.
"The world is going crazy..." he sniffed. "When boys are going out with their best friends..." He buried his hand in his fringe. "I can't think of Taichi as my boyfriend.. or a lover... I should have said 'no'... I need to talk to him... God... And why did I EVER write this song?!!"
He bit his lip, which was still glowing with Taichi's kiss. Too many emotions for one day.
*No good cracking down, Yamato!* he tried to cheer himself up.
"What if I rewrite the words? What if I have a heart attack or go into coma? .. No chance of that. I'm a pretty healthy idiot. And I can't freak out right now, I promised to sing that song, I can't betray Ken."
One of his bandmates banged on the door. "Are you seriously talking to yourself, Yamato?"
"Just memorising the lyrics to new song!" Yamato shouted sarcastically.
"Fifteen minutes left!" came the answer. "You'd better know the lyrics, you brat! It's a very pretty love song!"
"It's NOT!!!" Yamato jumped to his feet, a sinking feeling gripping his stomach.
"Punch me!"
tsuzuku...
Is this really Taito?
chapter 6
"Hey, Yamato, you son of a dog, look who's here for you!" one of his bandmates called irritably, still angry at Yamato for that new song they had to practise all day.
Yamato stuck his head of his dressing room expecting it to be Sora but actually..
"Taichi?.."
Daisuke gave him a V-sign and turned away inspecting a drum set, pretensely interested.
Taichi slipped into the dressing room and took Yamato in his arms.
"I missed you..." he said, making eyes at him.
"Me too. What is Daisuke doing here?" Yamato asked. He pried Taichi's hands off himself and wearily collapsed on the sofa.
Taichi kneeled before him. "It's that stupid..."
"Bet!" they said in unison.
"Yeah..." The brunette dreamily brushed the strands of hair from Yamato's face. "You look tired.."
"Believe me, I am." Yamato answered with his eyes closed. "This song is eating me alive.."
"Did you tell your band it's about a guy? Yamato's a bad bad boy!"
The blonde pushed the chuckling Taichi slightly away. "Oh, shut up!"
"What, you are going to sing something we aren't supposed to hear yet? About Ken?" Taichi teased him.
The blonde frowned but his eyes stayed shut. "Don't talk about him like that!.. I'm gonna screw up, I know.. Ken is above that. He means a lot to me.."
"Sorry. What about me?" Taichi dropped his voice to a whisper.
Yamato let out a long sigh. "I'm still not sure," he murmured back.
"If I ask you out, will it help?" the brunette said nervously. He brushed the side of his face with his lips. "Can I ask you out?"
Yamato's blood rushed first to his head then to his feet in a huge wave. He stirred on the sofa. *It feels wrong.*
Taichi put his hands around the blonde's waist.
*But why, he's Taichi.. he's my best friend... He's the one I had a crush on so long..*
"I can get rid of Daisuke.." Taichi kept on leaning towards his face. Yamato's chest heaved, he breathed unevenly while his feelings were in turmoil, and he sat up, brushing Taichi aside.
"Taichi, there is something... I need to talk about."
Taichi nodded distractedly, charmed by the closeness between them. He glanced at his lips. "Yeah, so much to talk about..." Then he pressed his lips to his half-opened mouth and Yamato again had a minor shock - he wasn't used to those sudden attacks. Taichi sighed in satisfaction in Yamato's mouth and let his tongue brush the row of his teeth before sealing a French - that was interrupted by an enormously loud crashing sound in the hall. Yamato jumped up and flew to the door behind which a very embarrassed very miserable Daisuke was sitting in the middle of a ruined drum set.
Taichi broke into a laughter and held Yamato back from tearing the poor Daisuke apart.
"Get OUTTA here!" Yamato shouted to the mahogany-haired boy.
"Now there is no need to pick on Daisuke!" Taichi reasoned pulling Yamato back into the dressing room. The blonde turned furiously to him.
"Your Daisuke is a total jerk!"
"Yeah, right," Taichi chuckled then landed another kiss to quiet him down. "Meet you later... after hearing your new song loud and clear!" the brunette reminded cunningly. Yamato groaned and pushed him out of his dressing room.
"Bite your tongue!" he informed him.
"More like your tongue," Taichi said with a grin. Yamato aimed a friendly blow in his jaw but the brunette ducked it. "Hey, learn to compromise!" he advised and closed the door.
"I'll kill you, Yagami! Don't get on my nerves! You can forget about that date! You heard me?!"
"Yeah, yeah... Who will ask you out then? Ken? I'll tell him you're interested!" Taichi joked then quickly grabbed Daisuke and bolted away before things started to fly out of Yamato's dressing room.
Yamato shook his head and punched the door. Still full of agression, he slid to the floor and stared into space.
"The world is going crazy..." he sniffed. "When boys are going out with their best friends..." He buried his hand in his fringe. "I can't think of Taichi as my boyfriend.. or a lover... I should have said 'no'... I need to talk to him... God... And why did I EVER write this song?!!"
He bit his lip, which was still glowing with Taichi's kiss. Too many emotions for one day.
*No good cracking down, Yamato!* he tried to cheer himself up.
"What if I rewrite the words? What if I have a heart attack or go into coma? .. No chance of that. I'm a pretty healthy idiot. And I can't freak out right now, I promised to sing that song, I can't betray Ken."
One of his bandmates banged on the door. "Are you seriously talking to yourself, Yamato?"
"Just memorising the lyrics to new song!" Yamato shouted sarcastically.
"Fifteen minutes left!" came the answer. "You'd better know the lyrics, you brat! It's a very pretty love song!"
"It's NOT!!!" Yamato jumped to his feet, a sinking feeling gripping his stomach.
"Punch me!"
tsuzuku...