This is the original chapter two, but the revised version should be posted soon.

Bowling

Part 2: Hand Work

By AngelVampyr

Disclaimer – Digimon is not mine.

Rating – PG13

Pairing(s) – Yamachi (Yamato + Taichi).

Warnings – Yaoi/Slash, minor het.

Summary – Yaoi. Yamachi. Mishaps during the digidestines' bowling trip lead to some awkward situations and unexpected revelations for Yamato and Taichi. Revised.

Authors Note – This is a revision of my first ever fanfic, and hopefully the improvement is apparent ^_~. I originally wrote this story 1½ years ago, and looking back at it persuaded me that it was in serious need of revision and completion; having unearthed my ancient story outline, I'm now getting to work on it.

Feedback – Feedback, comments and constructive criticism all appreciated. Pointless flames or complaints due to failure to read the warnings will only show you up.

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Yamato was still standing there trying to figure out what to do. He glanced, what he hoped was inconspicuously, to a neighbouring lane, observing desperately how people were bowling.

Most techniques appeared to be similar, and it didn't look that hard, he tried to convince himself.

They swung their arm back, then forward, letting go as they did so. One fluid movement.

I can do that, he thought nervously.

Tai's mocking look fresh in his mind, he got into position, the bowling ball a dead weight on his arm.

Slowly, he swung his arm back ...

And ...

Where did the ball go?!

He heard a loud 'thump' behind him.

'Oh no,' he realised with terror 'I let go!

Cheeks flaming furiously, he turned to face his friends. They were rolling on the floor, clinging to each other and practically wetting themselves with laughter. And there, standing at the front of the group, was Tai - grinning at him with raised elbows and holding the ball up in his hand.

"Very impressive."

Yamato's cheeks flushed an even deeper shade of red as his humiliation further increased.

"I've never been bowling before, okay?" He hissed, his voice low and hostile.

To his surprise, Tai didn't laugh, but held his hands up in defence.

"Calm down, Yama. Why didn't you just say you didn't know how to bowl?"

Yamato scowled at him but his hostility was completely ignored. Tai shrugged and headed toward him.

"Guess I'll just have to teach you."

He felt his eyes widen at the prospect. For some reason, he really didn't want to be that close to Tai right now. He opened his mouth with the full intention of protesting angrily, but his words were lost as Tai's rough, tanned hand grabbed his own and began dragging him yet again to the foot of the lane.

They stopped. Tai was standing directly in front of him now, looking entirely focused on the task of teaching him.

"Okay, you hold the ball like this. Thumb in that hole and these two fingers in these holes." He demonstrated. Then he held the ball out to his friend "Now you try it."

Away from Tai's confusing touch, Yamato found his mind again and remembered his anger at being taught to bowl. To illustrate this, he jabbed his fingers grumpily into the holes, deliberately doing it wrong to spite his teacher.

A bad idea.

Tai sighed at his friends lack of co-operation and again brought his hands to the blonde's. Yamato suppressed a shiver as Tai's pleasantly calloused hands lightly brushed his own, sun darkened fingers skilfully guiding pale ones.

Tai moved away, unable to meet the musicians confused gaze.

Swallowing hard, he spoke again, "Uh, that's better ... now let's try to bowl."

Matt nodded mutely. He could still feel his skin tingling from Tai's gentle touch. Somewhere, through the numbness of his mind, a voice of sanity was berating him. 'What are you thinking?' it quizzed him harshly, 'It's Tai! Your best friend and formerly your rival!'. He tried to rid himself of the voice, but now it had spoken, it's truth was left echoing in his mind. It was right. This was Tai.

"Yama?" His thoughts were interrupted by their subject.

"Huh?"

Tai fought the urge to laugh. Yama's icy blue eyes had been dazed and he was obviously deep in thought. Now his thoughts had been broken he just looked confused. Yama was so cute when he was confused. 'Woah!' exclaimed a voice in his head, 'Where did that come from?' He mentally shook himself and resumed the lesson.

"I was going to show you how to bowl, remember?"

Yamato grinned sheepishly.

"Yeah. Sorry, I must have zoned out for a moment there."

Taichi Kamiya grinned back at him. Yama seemed to have forgotten all about his earlier anger.

Now for the fun part of the lesson ...

'But it's Yamato!' the voice squealed.

'Oh, shut up.'

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Coming in part three – Taichi tries to teach Yamato to bowl, but it would seem it's destined not to be …