Title: Chance is a Fickle Friend
Author: FireDemon
E-mail: Ken_Dai_Love@hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Romance, Fluff.
Warnings: Shounen-ai (GAY PEOPLE) and prostitution (SEX in exchange for MONEY). Sorry, one of my reviews made me realise that I wasn't very clear, you were very nice, and I'm glad you didn't have a problem with it, but someone else might. And language... Bad language: Naughty Yamato.
Summary: Sort of AU, I guess. Matt's famous and lives in New York, Tai is a prostitute who is also living in New York. It's been 5 years since Matt left Japan and even longer since he and Tai were close. Taito.
//My Yama-chan.//
Matt purred as he felt the warm sun shining through his window. He'd had the most incredible dream about...
Matt sat up in bed his blue eyes wide with shock as they took in the tanned chest he'd been using as a pillow, the mop of gorgeous brown hair resting on his pillow, the tangled sheets at the bottom of his bed, and the legs that were still entangled with his.
"Holy fuck." The blond hissed, exhaling through his teeth as he ran a hand through his mussed blond hair. "Kami-sama, last night was..."
"The best night of your life?" An amused voice sounded from the doorway.
Matt turned to look at the boy standing in the doorway, "Oh sod off. I need to work out what to do before..."
The boy in the doorway smirked at him.
Matt growled and grabbed the closest object to his hand, and threw it at the black-haired boy, "Fuck you."
The boy left and Matt turned back to the beautiful brunette asleep in his bed, wincing as memories of their time together washed over him.
"Ty, Ty wake up," Matt whispered shaking the boy gently.
"Yama?" The boy asked blearily, "What are you doing here, I thought you were in America... or did I dream that?"
"What?" Matt whispered, horror curling in the pit of his stomach as he tried to deny the truth.
"Where am I?" Ty asked his brown eyes fixing on Matt.
"In my apartment, in my bed."
Ty swallowed nervously, "Right. I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else for a minute there."
The room was silent while Ty waited for a response.
Matts blue eyes fixed on the boy and he forced himself to ask the question that had been swimming around in his mind, "Taichi?"
The boy flushed and shook his head, "No, just Ty. T-Y."
"Taichi Yagami, right?" Matt asked, his eyes lifeless.
"Matt...?" The boys voice was raw, as if he'd just swallowed glass, "Oh god."
The colour disappeared from his cheeks, "Oh god, oh god, oh god."
"Taichi..." Matt reached out a hand, half-afraid now that he'd realised his new lover and his old best friend were one and the same.
Taichi whirled away from the proffered hand and sprinted out of the room, the words pounding in his head like a mantra, 'oh god, oh god, oh god.'
~~~
Tai's hands cupped the coffee as he huddled over its steaming warmth in a futile attempt to melt the icy shock his body had gone into.
"Oh god." He repeated, slumping down further in his seat as his mind replayed the morning's scenario.
"I just slept with Ishida Yamato. Oh god." He bemoaned.
"Ishida Yamato? Like the rockstar? Was he any good?" A chirpy voice asked.
Tai looked up to see a petite brunette in a waitress's outfit with a notepad and the kind of smile that only lunatics and morning people can manage to muster up at 7am in the morning.
"Nani?" He managed in shock.
The Japanese failed to daunt the waitress, who only smiled wider, "Was he any good?" She repeated, "By the way, I'm Sedra and I'll be your waitress for this morning."
"I'm Ty," He offered weakly. "Can I have another coffee? And some waffles?"
She smiled, "It just so happens you can. I'll be back in a minute with your breakfast."
Tai let his head slump onto the table.
Before he had a chance to nod off the waitress had returned. He sat up as she set a plate of steaming waffles in front of him and placed the steaming coffee between his hands.
"Thanks," He muttered.
The brunette grinned sliding into the seat opposite him, "No problem Ty. You feelin' okay? You look kind of down."
He blinked and stared at her, "Aren't you supposed to be working?"
"Well, technically, but not many people come here before 9am on a Saturday, and besides my Obasan owns this place."
He blinked at the Japanese that the girl seemed to have thoughtlessly rattled off, then mentally shrugged and pulled his waffles closer.
The girl sniffed in mock-indignation, "Well now you're just being rude. Don't you want to talk to me?"
Tai looked up, "Not really. I'm trying to wallow in self-pity."
The girl laughed at his words, "Wallowing is fun, but I think you're lacking one key ingredient - chocolate."
He shrugged, "I can't afford to get fat in my line of work."
"Why? What do you do?" The brunette asked curiously.
Taichi considered lying, there was no reason to tell the truth, the girl would never know that he'd lied, yet, he felt an odd compulsion to get the whole thing off his chest, after all, he'd never see her again, why should he care what she thought.
"I'm a male escort." He confessed.
The girl blinked, "Oh."
"Do you have a problem with that?" He asked defensively.
The brunette grinned and shook her head emphatically, "I think it's great. My other aunt, Ansette runs a brothel, and I work for her about 3 nights a week. We don't call ourselves escorts though. Aunty Ansette reckons a slut's a slut, and there's no reason to pretend otherwise."
Tai blinked in shock, the slender waitress sitting across from him couldn't possibly be legal, he was suddenly reminded of his sister, beautiful Hikari who actually bore a superficial resemblance to the girl situated on the other side of the table.
"How old are you?"
The brunette grinned, "I'm almost 19, I'm just kinda small for my age. Sucks to be me. Although Ansette said, when I was 16 and legal and looked about 13, she was gonna make a fortune off me. Course, I was lovin' it. I'm a slut and proud of it. If I wasn't sleepin' with people for the money, I'd be doing it for the conquests. I like sex, and there aint no fucker who'll ever convince me otherwise."
Taichi blinked, still mentally comparing the girl to his sister. Hikari had always looked young for her age as well, but this girl seemed to be a genuine slut, whereas Kari had never done anything unless their father had made her.
His fingers clenched into a fist; that wasn't true. He remembered Hikari yelling at him, telling him when he walked in on her making out with Miyako that she'd fuck whomever she liked, and that it was none of his business anyhow.
He realised the brunette was still waiting for an answer and forced a smile, "Glad you're so secure in yourself."
She smiled; a softer smile then before; "Yeah well. How about we talk about you now. Why are you sitting alone in a booth with a waitress at 7:13 on a Saturday morning?"
Tai shrugged, "It's a long story."
"What, you think that's gonna scare me away? I aint got nothing better to do. 'Cept hit on Lee, but there's only so many times a day a girl can get turned down before it starts damaging her self-esteem."
Tai chuckled softly, "Okay. Well I guess I haven't got anything better to do either." He pushed his empty plate away, vaguely surprised that he'd manage to finish the entire plate of waffles during his conversation with the waitress.
"It all started about 5 years ago..."
~~~
Matt glared at his band mate; "This is all your fault... God I'm such an idiot!"
"Aw, don't be so hard on yourself Matt, he was great in bed, you had a good time, let's all just get on with our lives."
"I just slept with my fucking best friend and you want me to get on with my life? Just... Fuck you."
"Feisty today aren't we Yama? Does the rejection hurt?"
Matt turned and stormed out of his room, cursing his band and himself, and the world.
His icy blue eyes fixed on a sign hanging out the front of a cheap diner, and without a second thought he walked in and asked for Yaleea.
The girl gave him her equivalent of a greeting - a sharp hn followed by a roll of the eyes.
"Yaleea, I think I did something really stupid."
The girl raised one perfectly shaped golden eyebrow, her cool green eyes meeting his, silent humour glistening behind the icy façade, "What else is new?"
Matt glared at his cousin, "I just slept with Taichi."
Yaleea carefully put down the pen in her hand, "You're right, that is stupid."
"Lee!" Matt wailed, "You're not helping!"
Lee rolled her eyes exasperatedly, "Fine. Why did you sleep Taichi?"
"I don't know!" Matt whined.
Lee slapped him across the back of the head, "Stop whining Yamato - you sound like a woman."
Matt pouted, rubbing the back of his head balefully, "I wasn't whining. I just wanted some advice."
"From me?" Yaleea Ishida scoffed, "Have you lost your mind?"
"Well you work with a prostitute who's in love-"
"Lust," Yaleea corrected sharply.
"Fine, lust, whatever, with you, so I thought you could help."
Lee raised her eyebrow again.
Matt sighed, "Tai's a whore 'Leea, and I just let him fuck my brains out. What sort of idiot am I?"
Lee grunted, setting a coffee in front of him, "Everybody makes mistakes."
"Yeah, but Lee..." Matt paused, meeting his cousins icy green eyes, "I think I'm still in love with him."
Authors Notes: Well, we have new characters - we have Tai and Yama angst, we have Matts band who are 'evil', and we have Yama-in-love. I think this is coming along nicely. *Grins* The inspirational powers of Silverchair never cease to amaze me *Drools*.
I actually have an essay due tomorrow, which I should be doing, but I decided to write more of this. I just found it up again and wrote more, I'm so insane. I'm going to fail Yr. 12 I bet.
Anyway read and review, as before, if I don't think anyone wants to read my work then I won't write anymore.
Author: FireDemon
E-mail: Ken_Dai_Love@hotmail.com
Rating: R
Category: Romance, Fluff.
Warnings: Shounen-ai (GAY PEOPLE) and prostitution (SEX in exchange for MONEY). Sorry, one of my reviews made me realise that I wasn't very clear, you were very nice, and I'm glad you didn't have a problem with it, but someone else might. And language... Bad language: Naughty Yamato.
Summary: Sort of AU, I guess. Matt's famous and lives in New York, Tai is a prostitute who is also living in New York. It's been 5 years since Matt left Japan and even longer since he and Tai were close. Taito.
//My Yama-chan.//
Matt purred as he felt the warm sun shining through his window. He'd had the most incredible dream about...
Matt sat up in bed his blue eyes wide with shock as they took in the tanned chest he'd been using as a pillow, the mop of gorgeous brown hair resting on his pillow, the tangled sheets at the bottom of his bed, and the legs that were still entangled with his.
"Holy fuck." The blond hissed, exhaling through his teeth as he ran a hand through his mussed blond hair. "Kami-sama, last night was..."
"The best night of your life?" An amused voice sounded from the doorway.
Matt turned to look at the boy standing in the doorway, "Oh sod off. I need to work out what to do before..."
The boy in the doorway smirked at him.
Matt growled and grabbed the closest object to his hand, and threw it at the black-haired boy, "Fuck you."
The boy left and Matt turned back to the beautiful brunette asleep in his bed, wincing as memories of their time together washed over him.
"Ty, Ty wake up," Matt whispered shaking the boy gently.
"Yama?" The boy asked blearily, "What are you doing here, I thought you were in America... or did I dream that?"
"What?" Matt whispered, horror curling in the pit of his stomach as he tried to deny the truth.
"Where am I?" Ty asked his brown eyes fixing on Matt.
"In my apartment, in my bed."
Ty swallowed nervously, "Right. I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else for a minute there."
The room was silent while Ty waited for a response.
Matts blue eyes fixed on the boy and he forced himself to ask the question that had been swimming around in his mind, "Taichi?"
The boy flushed and shook his head, "No, just Ty. T-Y."
"Taichi Yagami, right?" Matt asked, his eyes lifeless.
"Matt...?" The boys voice was raw, as if he'd just swallowed glass, "Oh god."
The colour disappeared from his cheeks, "Oh god, oh god, oh god."
"Taichi..." Matt reached out a hand, half-afraid now that he'd realised his new lover and his old best friend were one and the same.
Taichi whirled away from the proffered hand and sprinted out of the room, the words pounding in his head like a mantra, 'oh god, oh god, oh god.'
~~~
Tai's hands cupped the coffee as he huddled over its steaming warmth in a futile attempt to melt the icy shock his body had gone into.
"Oh god." He repeated, slumping down further in his seat as his mind replayed the morning's scenario.
"I just slept with Ishida Yamato. Oh god." He bemoaned.
"Ishida Yamato? Like the rockstar? Was he any good?" A chirpy voice asked.
Tai looked up to see a petite brunette in a waitress's outfit with a notepad and the kind of smile that only lunatics and morning people can manage to muster up at 7am in the morning.
"Nani?" He managed in shock.
The Japanese failed to daunt the waitress, who only smiled wider, "Was he any good?" She repeated, "By the way, I'm Sedra and I'll be your waitress for this morning."
"I'm Ty," He offered weakly. "Can I have another coffee? And some waffles?"
She smiled, "It just so happens you can. I'll be back in a minute with your breakfast."
Tai let his head slump onto the table.
Before he had a chance to nod off the waitress had returned. He sat up as she set a plate of steaming waffles in front of him and placed the steaming coffee between his hands.
"Thanks," He muttered.
The brunette grinned sliding into the seat opposite him, "No problem Ty. You feelin' okay? You look kind of down."
He blinked and stared at her, "Aren't you supposed to be working?"
"Well, technically, but not many people come here before 9am on a Saturday, and besides my Obasan owns this place."
He blinked at the Japanese that the girl seemed to have thoughtlessly rattled off, then mentally shrugged and pulled his waffles closer.
The girl sniffed in mock-indignation, "Well now you're just being rude. Don't you want to talk to me?"
Tai looked up, "Not really. I'm trying to wallow in self-pity."
The girl laughed at his words, "Wallowing is fun, but I think you're lacking one key ingredient - chocolate."
He shrugged, "I can't afford to get fat in my line of work."
"Why? What do you do?" The brunette asked curiously.
Taichi considered lying, there was no reason to tell the truth, the girl would never know that he'd lied, yet, he felt an odd compulsion to get the whole thing off his chest, after all, he'd never see her again, why should he care what she thought.
"I'm a male escort." He confessed.
The girl blinked, "Oh."
"Do you have a problem with that?" He asked defensively.
The brunette grinned and shook her head emphatically, "I think it's great. My other aunt, Ansette runs a brothel, and I work for her about 3 nights a week. We don't call ourselves escorts though. Aunty Ansette reckons a slut's a slut, and there's no reason to pretend otherwise."
Tai blinked in shock, the slender waitress sitting across from him couldn't possibly be legal, he was suddenly reminded of his sister, beautiful Hikari who actually bore a superficial resemblance to the girl situated on the other side of the table.
"How old are you?"
The brunette grinned, "I'm almost 19, I'm just kinda small for my age. Sucks to be me. Although Ansette said, when I was 16 and legal and looked about 13, she was gonna make a fortune off me. Course, I was lovin' it. I'm a slut and proud of it. If I wasn't sleepin' with people for the money, I'd be doing it for the conquests. I like sex, and there aint no fucker who'll ever convince me otherwise."
Taichi blinked, still mentally comparing the girl to his sister. Hikari had always looked young for her age as well, but this girl seemed to be a genuine slut, whereas Kari had never done anything unless their father had made her.
His fingers clenched into a fist; that wasn't true. He remembered Hikari yelling at him, telling him when he walked in on her making out with Miyako that she'd fuck whomever she liked, and that it was none of his business anyhow.
He realised the brunette was still waiting for an answer and forced a smile, "Glad you're so secure in yourself."
She smiled; a softer smile then before; "Yeah well. How about we talk about you now. Why are you sitting alone in a booth with a waitress at 7:13 on a Saturday morning?"
Tai shrugged, "It's a long story."
"What, you think that's gonna scare me away? I aint got nothing better to do. 'Cept hit on Lee, but there's only so many times a day a girl can get turned down before it starts damaging her self-esteem."
Tai chuckled softly, "Okay. Well I guess I haven't got anything better to do either." He pushed his empty plate away, vaguely surprised that he'd manage to finish the entire plate of waffles during his conversation with the waitress.
"It all started about 5 years ago..."
~~~
Matt glared at his band mate; "This is all your fault... God I'm such an idiot!"
"Aw, don't be so hard on yourself Matt, he was great in bed, you had a good time, let's all just get on with our lives."
"I just slept with my fucking best friend and you want me to get on with my life? Just... Fuck you."
"Feisty today aren't we Yama? Does the rejection hurt?"
Matt turned and stormed out of his room, cursing his band and himself, and the world.
His icy blue eyes fixed on a sign hanging out the front of a cheap diner, and without a second thought he walked in and asked for Yaleea.
The girl gave him her equivalent of a greeting - a sharp hn followed by a roll of the eyes.
"Yaleea, I think I did something really stupid."
The girl raised one perfectly shaped golden eyebrow, her cool green eyes meeting his, silent humour glistening behind the icy façade, "What else is new?"
Matt glared at his cousin, "I just slept with Taichi."
Yaleea carefully put down the pen in her hand, "You're right, that is stupid."
"Lee!" Matt wailed, "You're not helping!"
Lee rolled her eyes exasperatedly, "Fine. Why did you sleep Taichi?"
"I don't know!" Matt whined.
Lee slapped him across the back of the head, "Stop whining Yamato - you sound like a woman."
Matt pouted, rubbing the back of his head balefully, "I wasn't whining. I just wanted some advice."
"From me?" Yaleea Ishida scoffed, "Have you lost your mind?"
"Well you work with a prostitute who's in love-"
"Lust," Yaleea corrected sharply.
"Fine, lust, whatever, with you, so I thought you could help."
Lee raised her eyebrow again.
Matt sighed, "Tai's a whore 'Leea, and I just let him fuck my brains out. What sort of idiot am I?"
Lee grunted, setting a coffee in front of him, "Everybody makes mistakes."
"Yeah, but Lee..." Matt paused, meeting his cousins icy green eyes, "I think I'm still in love with him."
Authors Notes: Well, we have new characters - we have Tai and Yama angst, we have Matts band who are 'evil', and we have Yama-in-love. I think this is coming along nicely. *Grins* The inspirational powers of Silverchair never cease to amaze me *Drools*.
I actually have an essay due tomorrow, which I should be doing, but I decided to write more of this. I just found it up again and wrote more, I'm so insane. I'm going to fail Yr. 12 I bet.
Anyway read and review, as before, if I don't think anyone wants to read my work then I won't write anymore.