Another Chance
By N.K.
Disclaimer: Digimon is property of Bandai. I don't own the character I'm just using them.
Parings: Taichi x Yamato
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Chapter 5: what is this?
As soon as Taichi heard their friends he began to panic, forgetting every other moment except the one he faced before him now. Even though his main concern was their guests, his thoughts kept drifting to a problem of a different nature. He paused in his wonder to glance at Yamato's feeble form prior to continuing his scattered thoughts.
Before looking at a mirror Taichi had a guess about the condition of his face. For one, he was pretty sure he was black and blue or for most part black and purple. He also couldn't feel one half of his face. His hands upon contact with his face, touched numbness that he was pretty sure were a bruise. Damn, he thought as he inspected the state of his condition. On top of that his breathing was too deep and couldn't be seen as normal. He had no idea how he was going to get out of this.
The more he thought about it, the more he came to grips with his situation. How would his friends take it if they saw him battered and bruised at the door? Better yet, how would they take it if they saw both himself and Yamato with identical injuries to boot? Why was life so complicated? He sighed and with his hands tried to lift the hair from his eyes and put it neatly back into place with the rest.
With subtle movement, Taichi's eyes look over Yamato. The young man stood in the very same spot Taichi had kissed him. Yamato injuries didn't seem as bad as he imagine his own to be. I guess I didn't really have it in me to beat up my best friend...In Taichi's eye Yamato looked defeated. Yamato's figure slumped and bent over. His eyes were shadowed by his golden banes, small bruises were scattered throughout his face making it seem as if Yamato had only fallen in the dirt and didn't actually have a fight with him, so little were his scratches. He also noted a slight trembling in Yamato's frame. He wouldn't have noticed it if it weren't for his own struggling breath, which made him more eager to be sitting rather than standing. He frowned, knowing without a doubt Yamato's injuries came first before anything else.
Taichi closed the distance between Yamato and himself in a matter of seconds. He face bore a determined expression much like when he played leader in the Digital World. Whatever ordeal he went through before was completely gone from his mind. He was back to his old self, Taichi Yagami the strong and courageous young man of the past. Yamato's brawl had triggered his intensity and without knowing it the kiss had freed him. He cleared his throat and prepared to deal with this his own way.
"Yamato...are you all right?" Yamato didn't give so much as a slight movement in reply. Maybe he shouldn't have asked him that. "Ah, Yamato you should sit down. You don't look so good..." Taichi's hands reached for Yamato but Yamato own hands hastily knocked his away. He frowned knowing he wasn't going to get away with beating his best friend senseless and then making out with him in his moment of weakness. He just hoped Yamato didn't hate him for it. Just as he was about to speak to Yamato a second abrupt knock sounded from outside the door. "Just a second!" With blazed eyes, he stared into Yamato's face hoping to catch a glimpse of the cold sapphire eyes of his best friend. "Yamato, look at me," he whispered. He was trying not to get his friends' notice and still get Yamato's. " I'm sorry...I didn't mean for any of this to get so far. I know you don't like Sora and I won't push her on you anymore. I'm not much of a best friend but...I don't know what else to say." Again Yamato didn't move at all. His face expressionless except his eyes which were hidden in the confines of his banes. Taichi wasn't sure he wanted to know what Yamato was thinking right this second. "Okay if that's the way you want to act stay that way!" Taichi didn't want to admit it but he wanted Yamato to forgive him. He didn't want to lose his best friend.
"Guys, I'll be right there." In a few quick steps he reached the door not taking his time in his Haste. With Courage only meant for Taichi, he swiftly unlocked the door and turned the knob to come face to face with his band of friends.
"Hi Guys, glad you made it." As Taichi had guess Sora's expression was one of pure shock while Jyou was an expression of complete and utter worry. He hadn't even bothered to look at Koushiro, whom he could make an assumption was typing over his laptop about one thing or another. He sighed letting Sora rake her eyes over his wounds.
"What happened, Taichi!"
To this Taichi could smile in answer. "Well you see..." He began to stammer the start of his story. In his mind he was in a panic. He couldn't exactly tell Sora the reason for his fight or how it ended. He held his breath and decided to continue. "It all began when..." He would have continue further if Yamato had spoken for the very first time since their fight. Sora's eyes were drawn to him as if she hasn't realize he would have been there at all.
"We got into a fight with some guys on the way home." As he said this his blue eyes stared straight at Taichi gleaming differently than they ever did before.