Disclaimer: I don't own digimon.

I'm using my band from Unspeakable in this story. Also, I hope this brings some happiness. Those who are reading that story know it's not a happy one -_-

Gunning Down Romance
Chapter 2: Plaguing Anxiety

The snow fell softly around Taichi as he walked to school, yet he was quite oblivious to it due to the serious thoughts that flowed through his mind. The previous night's escapade loomed hauntingly in his brain, causing the brunette to feel sick to heart. He wondered how he allowed Yamato to cross the border of innocent dating to full blown abusing his body. Could he of not stopped it? Or perhaps if he had confessed his feelings for the blue eyed blonde they would be together, and Yamato wouldn't be running through relationships endlessly.

Sighing, Taichi crept into the school and tried his best to fall hidden into the crowd, feeling too rejected and hurt to even say a greeting to any fellow school mates.

Hey Taichi!

Wincing, he turned to look at Sora, who happened to be smiling, but when she caught the expression on Taichi's face, she frowned and asked what was wrong.

Nothing's wrong. I just had a rotten sleep. That's all.

I don't think that that's all. Now tell me, what's wrong? She smiled at Taichi and lightly took a hold of his wrist, beginning to nudge him in the direction of class.

I just feel a little mad that Yamato is using his body like the way he is. It's so sick and disgusting.

Have you ever thought of telling him that yourself? she suggested.

I did last night. At the surprised look on Sora's face, he continued, He came over, we talked, I yelled, he walked away––

Wait! Hold on a minute––why did he come over to your house?

He was coming to ask why I hadn't said hi to him in the hallway––

And you and I both know that's not true, Sora said a matter-of-factly.

Taichi stopped walking and took a hold of Sora's sleeve. And why the hell do you say that?

As if Yamato would actually give a shit about something as small as that. Way may be loosing him, but I know that much for sure. Besides, he hadn't talked to you all week.

Well then there, maybe that's why. Some people do like to talk to me, you know, Taichi muttered grumpily, beginning his trek to class again.

Sora laughed. Of course! Who could resist you?

A lot of people, including Yamato, Taichi thought to himself.

***

It wasn't until lunch that Taichi saw Yamato for the first time that day. Looking as beautiful as ever, he had his arm wrapped around the lovely Kana. He was staring at the blonde for a few minutes, quite oblivious of his surroundings, until the very person he was looking at stared back at him. Taichi gasped outloud and had to grab the table to stop himself from falling back.

Yamato mouthed.

he mouthed back.

Yamato outstretched one of his long fingers in a motion to come over to his table. Obeying, Taichi got up, dumped his food into the trash, and strode over to the table.

Hi Taichi, Yamato said once Taichi was in hearing distance.

Um hey

I hope you're still not sour about last night.

What happened last night? Kana asked, although looking very uninterested as she picked at her lavish nails.

None of your concern, Yamato said. Turning back to Taichi, he said,

I-I'm fine.

Good. Then I suppose I'll see you tonight?

Taichi's nose wrinkled slightly as confusion swept over him. What's tonight?

My concert, of course. And I expect you there because I would like to talk to you afterwards, Yamato replied; his voice was so knowing, like he planned every single word. And he was so composed

What about our date you promised me afterwards? Kana snapped, You promised to take me somewhere special so you know.

The blonde's eyes rolled and he said, Of course we'll still go. You know how girls are, Taichi.

Taichi couldn't help but glare at his friend. Yamato knew very well that Taichi was gay, didn't date girls, and didn't know how girls are. He only used to hear about it when Yamato and he were actually close.

I'll be there, Taichi found himself saying.

Oh yeah, and you can bring Sora and Koushiro if you want. Actually, why don't you tell all of our friends to come tonight. No charge, I swear. Just show up tomorrow and you're in.

***

This is absurd! I'm not going!

Taichi called, running after her down the hallway. Everyone else has agreed to come except you. Think about it: we can confront him about his behavior and maybe convince him to stop it.

Her arms persisted to cross as she continued to walk at a steady pace down the hallway.

I really need you there. You're the only one who fucking understands.

Sora stopped midway. She turned sharply and asked, What is there to understand? I don't know what you're saying.

I don't either. But it sounded good and made you listen to me.

She huffed one more time, but slowly, she agreed to come.

Okay, now let's go ask everyone else.

You lied to me?

Of course. How else was I going to get you to come? Taichi proceeded to snicker as Sora began to chase him down the hallway.

***

Are they still behind us? Taichi asked, not trusting himself as a recently new driver to glance into the review mirror if the two cars behind them were indeed following or not.

Hikari replied. And why are you so nervous tonight anyway? We should enjoy ourselves. It's not everyday that one of our best friends invites us to watch his next gig.

He has another agenda, Hikari, Takeru replied.

Taichi couldn't help think how cool and collected he sounded, so similar to his brother. This led him to wondering if he would ever turn out like Yamato.

We're almost there, Taichi stated, in an attempt to change the subject.

Good to know, but is Takeru right? Hikari asked, almost sounding rather angry.

No. Nothing's going on. I'm just stressed about school, that's all.

However, both Hikari and Takeru could see past the lie, and they both nodded to each other quietly.

A few minutes later, they were arriving at the small building where Yamato would be playing within the hour. Taichi could feel his palms sweating.

Everything between them was so weird, and what did Yamato want to talk to him about afterwards?

Taichi led the others towards the already long line-up to enter.

Are you sure we're going to get in? Ken asked from behind, as he and the others approached the line behind Taichi, except Joe, who was at university, Mimi (for she still lived in America), and Yamato for obvious reasons.

I'm pretty sure, Taichi said, although his voice wavered. What if Yamato did this as some sort of plot of revenge because of their fight the other night? To make them look stupid?

Don't be silly, he scolded himself. Yamato is your friend and wouldn't do that, even if he was angry. Although, he such a different person now But am I any different? I'm quieter now, more reserved than I used to be

Shaking his head, he attempted making petty talk of trivial things in his life to the Digidestined. Pretty soon, all of them were giggling and excited about the concert, either completely forgetting about Yamato's situation or trying to ignore it to have fun at the concert; Taichi was the only one who had Yamato looming in the back of his mind.

A short time later, the line moved rather briskly and they found themselves about to be confronted by the security guards.

one said gruffly.

We're friends of Yamato. He said we'd be let in for free, Taichi said, mungering up his voice as steady as possible to sound confident.

The man pulled out a piece of paper and began to scan the list.

Taichi Yagami. And the rest of them are his friends, as well, Taichi said, beginning to name each one off.

none of you are on here. Get out of here, you little punks!

What?! No! He said we would be let in for free! Taichi argued, trying to keep his voice low as to not attract any unwanted attention.

Musorki, let em in. Yamato told me nine of them would show up and I have the brunette on my list, and am pretty sure as for the rest, another security guard shouted from the other side as he took the tickets.

Without an apology, the security man allowed them inside and stamped each of their hands.

Ugh, why wouldn't they both have a list of guests? Taichi complained.

From beside him, Sora shrugged. At least we got in.

Tech crews were busily preparing speakers, instruments, and such for the performance while many of the people inside were getting drinks or beginning to crowd around the small stage to be up front. They were inside one of the few bars in Odaiba that allowed performances to occur (although would make special efforts to not sell any alcohol to minors).

Looks like it's going to be crowded tonight, Ken commented.

Should we stand around the stage, grab a table while they're still available, or... what? Takeru asked.

We don't have to stick together. I'm staying here after the show anyway to hang out with Yamato for a bit. Everyone just have fun, Taichi said, although looking far less convinced that he would be having any fun tonight. Too much was on his mind

With those words, many little groups were formed. Davis and a few of the others went to crowd around stage, Ken spotted someone he knew from soccer and went to chat with him, and Koushiro, Sora and Taichi went to grab a table, preferring not to be in the middle of jumping crowds and mosh-pits (even though Yamato's band wasn't punk at all).

It looks like it's going to start soon, Sora commented.

It should in a little while.

Thirteen minutes, to be exact, if they run on time, although they probably won't, Koushiro said, shaking his head. These sort of strange events never do.

Kou, you are strange at times, Sora said with a giggle, and even managed one out of Taichi. She turned to the brunette and asked, Do you have any idea what Yamato wants to talk to you about?

Taichi shrugged. Not too much. Maybe about the other night when we argued. We didn't get much of a chance to talk because of Kana being there.

Sora nodded, and then began to peer onto the stage where Yamato and his band would soon be playing. I wonder if Yamato will be famous when he's older?

It's doubtful, Koushiro said. Not to rain on your parade, but there's quite a low chance of Yamato actually breaking a record deal. He may manage to play in one of these types of facilities, but that doesn't exactly mean he'll keep remaining like this.

Take that back! Taichi snapped, standing up. Yamato is one of the most talented and best people I know in the world! If anyone will do it, he will!

Both Sora and Koushiro sat wide eyed, staring at their friend.

Calm down, I only meant Koushiro began, trailing off

Taichi sighed and lowered his head. Sorry guys. I'm just confused right now. I'm going to grab something to drink.

As he walked away, he could hear Sora whisper, Confused about what?

Ignoring her, he walked away and went to find a washroom. Once he found the correct place, he went inside and brushed a splash of cold water on his cheeks.

Need a drink? a young man with rugged looks asked, handing a small bottle of whiskey at him.

no thanks. Just as he was about to turn away, he suddenly took the bottle from the man's grasp and gulped until he couldn't get the awful, almost burning stuff down his throat anymore.

He handed the bottle back, nodded a thanks, and went out of the washroom, intent on finding his way back to the table. Even though being tightly tipsy, it wasn't hard, and he found himself back in the content company of Sora and Koushiro again.

Oh! It's starting! Sora squealed.

The lights dimmed and spotlights lit the stage. The drummer of Yamato's band jumped out, grinned at the audience, and began playing on it. Then, the keyboardist came out, waved and began his movement across the keys. The guitar player was the one who appeared next, and started to strum in beat with the other instruments.

The ones who had been cheering held their breath as Yamato appeared on stage; then, as if the volume that had been down, suddenly turned full blast as a wave of screams came from the female audience.

Yamato immediately became in tune with the others and sang the rest of that song. It was quite wild; Koushiro and Sora kept laughing excitedly at the females who were shouting out hundreds of I love you, Yamato!. Many of them tried body surfing onto the stage, even. One succeeded, gave Yamato a kiss, and nearly fainted.

He laughed good heatedly, took the microphone and began to talk with his graceful tone that just pulls you into what he's saying, Good evening everyone! I would like to take this opportunity to thank those who are here because of you weren't, I'd be fucking broke and wouldn't be chased by all you beautiful fan girls. At that, he winked and began another one of his songs.

The evening continued on like that, him singing each song, every few pausing to say a few words. Everyone seemed to enjoy it, even Taichi, who watched Yamato up on stage with complete and utter desire, almost quite visibly aroused in state.

It was beginning to become quite late Koushiro noticed, and the band seemed to show it too, for they were beginning to look a little drained, although at the same time looking wild. Yamato glistened on stage as he winked one last time and ran off waving from the stage with his band mates.

I suppose we should get going? Sora suggested, waving her hands at the other Digidestined, who were slowly gathering together around the table.

Each were talking excitedly about the concert, obviously pleased with the production. Taichi remembered he was supposed to meet Yamato back stage and turned to Sora.

Hey, want to drive Hikari and Takeru home? You can take the car to your apartment and I'll pick it up tomorrow.

Sora took the keys from Taichi and asked, What about you?

I'll catch a ride home with Yamato, or take the cab if worse comes to worse. Taichi turned to Hikari, Oh, and I'll probably be home late or something so if I'm not back by the time mom and dad go to bed, tell them I'm staying at Yamato's, okay?

Yeah. Sure, she replied. Come on, guys. Let's get going.

Taichi watched them descend, then went to find a way to get backstage. He found a door leading behind there, but an employee to the store was guarding it. She looked at Taichi's wrist and said, Oh, you're free to go behind since you're a guest.

Awesome. Thanks, Taichi said as he went up the short steps to find himself backstage. He spotted Ren, the keyboardist from the band, talking with one of the techies. Hey Ren!

Ren smiled as Taichi approached. Haven't seen you in ages! Why do you never hang around us anymore?

Taichi shrugged. Have you seen Yamato?

Yeah, he's in the room over there breaking up with Kana.

Just then, the girl with long blue hair stormed out of the room. I never even got a chance to sleep with you and now I lost the bet with my friends! she screamed. You worthless asshole!

Taichi glanced at Ren, who seemed to think nothing of it and went back to his conversation with the techie. Sighing, he made his way to the room and knocked on the open door.

A warm smile greeted him as Yamato ushered him in. Hi Taichi!

Sorry about your break up with

Think nothing of it! Yamato said, seeming to force a grin as he waved a hand. She was nothing but a whore. Using me in a bet Whatever.

Well, I want to say that you're not worthless You were great up there, by the way!

Yamato tossed something at Taichi as he said this and leaned against a wall.

Taichi caught the soda and opened it greedily, gulping it down at a quick rate. It was refreshing after the horrible whiskey. He glanced up to find Yamato staring at him intensely.

Do you want another soda? Yamato asked, nudging towards the empty can.

Taichi shook his head as a small grin covered his expression. Those girls go wild for you!

Yamato stood from the wall he was leaning on and moved slightly closer to Taichi so that they were almost standing right across from each other. I know, he said with a wink. None of them can resist me, and I'm guessing you can't either?

Taichi's nose wrinkled. Why do you say that?

Because you're aroused. You're not sporting a bulge in your pants, but I know you very well, Yagami. Yamato's voice was so sensual that it caught Taichi off guard, and he felt himself moving closer and closer to his blonde friend.

I he stuttered.

You know you want me, Yamato said with a sly grin. And I'm allowing you to take me.

With those words Taichi could not hold himself back. Perhaps he could of if he weren't slightly tipsy, or even if he was not quite so aroused and eager to please himself. Moving forward, he lifted Yamato against the wall and began kissing him mercilessly.

Oh Taichi Yamato groaned, kissing him back just as fiercly.

Taichi escaped himself into Yamato, bringing him onto the floor, kissing him all the same.

Yet, something in the back of his mind was screaming. Pushing it away, he furthered his actions on Yamato, although not yet past clothing

Loving every single minute of being with him.

End of Chapter

Oooh, make out scene! Yay!

Hope this is okay and I'm not boring everyone to death. I would really appreciate any comments, thank you.