Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon, unfortunately.

I've been gone for ages, and I do apologize. A lot of bad things have been happening in my life and I needed - and am still - sorting through them. I hope I've not been forgotten! ;)

It seems so quiet around here... Where have all of the Taito fans gone to?

Gunning Down Romance
Chapter 3: Let Me Show You...

Taichi, still laying upon the floor on top of Yamato, was lost in the blonde's scent of pleasure. The room was silent; mind you, the harsh breathing from the pair between kisses could almost be loud enough to hear from outside of the door. Yet, no thoughts were on that by either male.

A shirt lay crumpled on the floor next to them; wrinkled, almost torn because of the sexual frustration Taichi held.

Mmm Taichi Keep going, Yamato breathed out, arching his hips in a sign that he wanted his pants to be taken off.

It was at this point that Taichi completely stopped and gaped silently at his blonde friend, everything dawning on him. He almost became too lost in the moment to care what he had done to his friend.

Are you going to continue or what? Yamato queried, sounding rather annoyed.

No, I'm not. I don't want you like this––

Then what the fuck was the point of kissing me? he demanded, pushing the brunette off of him. He grabbed his shirt and stood, beginning to put it on.

You came onto me and I couldn't help it––

You can't resist me, so what was the point of even stopping? Fuck Taichi, take what you can get when you can.

Taichi frowned and said, I don't want you in this sort of way Don't you see? I want to be with you, but I can't stand the idea of just taking you.

Again, you mean? Or are you forgetting our little encounter a year ago? Yamato questioned.

No, I did not forget, but I don't want to just use you. I don't want to treat you like those other fuckers do.

I choose to be this way. Deal with it. You were one of those people, so stop being a hypocrite.

That was the last thing Taichi heard from Yamato before he stormed out of the room, leaving the brunette feeling rather lost and rejected. Again, he let Yamato slip out of his grasp without telling him how he felt. Sighing, he composed his presence and left the room.

Taichi could see Yamato with Ren, laughing at something. When Yamato's gaze met with Taichi's, he smiled, leaving Taichi rather confused. He walked up to the pair.

Hey Taichi. I didn't think you would come out of the room, Yamato laughed, then mentioning something to Ren about what to do with a certain piece of equipment.

Taichi continued to stand there, blinking. How could Yamato do that? Act as if they didn't have a raging argument a minute ago.

You okay? Ren asked, wearing a concerned expression on his face.

Yeah. Yamato I need a ride home.

All right. Let me finish packing and I'll give you a lift home.

It was a half an hour of awkwardness for Taichi. He could only gape at Yamato as he gathered his and his bandmates stuff together to leave in Kenta's van. Now that Taichi recalled, Yamato did the same thing when they argued a few nights ago as well.

As the two began driving away, Taichi could not hold himself back from asking, Why do you do that?

Do what? Yamato queried.

Pretend that we didn't argue.

The world unfortunately doesn't revolve around you, Taichi. If you expect me to be upset after every argument we have, then you're wrong. People don't want to see me angry, so I'm not going to act it.

Taichi sighed, glancing out of the window. I'm not sorry I stopped.

You should be. I would have given you one hell of a time.

Been there. Done that. It's not how I want you.

How much more do I have to offer you? Sex is what I can give you best. Taichi watched as Yamato's grip tensed on the steering wheel.

I don't want sex from you. I want you for you.

Well then think of me as sex.

Why does everything have to be about that with you? We're concerned

And who's we referring to? Yamato asked, again tensing up.

Taichi swallowed. Your friends. Your real friends.

Fucking bullshit, Yamato murmured.

Why do you do this to yourself? Why let people fucking use you like that? Taichi demanded, his temper slowly beginning to flare. Yamato was his best friend, who could be described as the love of his life

Shut up, Taichi! Just stop it! You don't know me anymore!

I hate seeing you like this! Watching you day today fucking around with people––it hurts me

Again, not everything's about you. When did you become so selfish?

When I began loving you. And aching for you everyday to be with you, and not just for sex––

That's a fucking lie––

Why? Why is that a lie? Is it hard to believe that someone is in love with you? Wants to be with you for who you are? Taichi asked.

Yamato suddenly pulled over and slammed on the brakes. I have a gorgeous body, of course not––

There's a difference between someone wanting you for just your body and for you. I want both––

Again, here we go with the selfishness

Taichi bit his lip back from screaming in frustration. I'm concerned––

Okay, so you just worry about me. That doesn't mean you're in love with me––

Stop interrupting me before I can finish! I'm concerned about you, yes, but I want you. I've said this so many times tonight, but I want you for you. I don't just want to get into your pants. I love you

There was a moment of silence for the first time that evening with Yamato gripping the steering wheel tightly while staring straight ahead and Taichi staring at his blonde friend.

Get out of the car, Taichi.

What? Ugh, fuck you. You just can't fucking accept that someone loves you for you––

Get out! Yamato screamed.

Taichi climbed out of the car and slammed the door. Immediately Yamato slammed on the gas pedal and sped into the first lane, almost hitting a car. Taichi watched him until he was out of distance.

The first thing Taichi did was scream in frustration and kick at anything in reach––the rocks and grass mainly, earning himself dirty runners and a stubbed toe. Calming down a touch, he ran a hand through his hair and began walking through the park that would be a shortcut home. Taichi was so sure he was right, right that Yamato was afraid of someone loving him for who he was.

It didn't take very long for him to jog through the park and a few blocks to his apartment; he was feeling rather grateful that Yamato hadn't kicked him out of his car sooner. He quickly took off his shoes and went into his bedroom.

Hikari, you up?

No reply.



Taichi sighed; she must already be asleep. Just how long was he on the floor with Yamato? Unable to find his alarm clock under his pile of clothes, he crawled into bed without the knowledge of time.

Sleep seemed to be an unreasonable request at this point, for Taichi could not get his mind off Yamato in order for sweet slumber to take place. He hoped if he told Hikari everything, she might help a little.

***

I didn't see that one coming, Hikari said, giggling as she rolled her eyes.

You knew?

Of course I did. It's so obvious you want Yamato that even Daisuke suspects something!

Taichi groaned and buried his head into his pillow. he whined, why didn't you tell me sooner? I could have asked advice from you then and not gotten in such a big fight with Yamato.

Well, you told me everything using one breath so I'm sure its fixable. Just apologize––

For what? Being right? Taichi retorted.

Ahem, let me finish. You apologize for invading his personal decisions. If I predict correctly, Yamato will probably accept because of what you said about his reaction to arguing afterwards. Then, you can maybe grow close and end up dating.

Taichi let Hikari's words sink in for a moment or two, allowing his mind to grasp Hikari's idea. That might just be a good thing, but what if he starts dating another girl? Or what if he tries well, you know

Hikari rolled her eyes yet again. I know what sex is; I'm almost fifteen. Anyway, just tell him a firm

Do you have any idea how hard it is for guys... to...

To control themselves?

yeah, basically.

I'm just trying to help, Hikari said. Do what you please. Just don't let hormones get in the way, or else Yamato will be allowing himself to abuse.

I guess. Thanks Hikari. Taichi smiled.

***

Taichi grumbled as he sat down at a free table. Just as he thought he would get a chance to talk to Yamato, something would happen that would prevent the wanting situation to occur. It was if the world was out to get him from having any mind rest!

Hey Taichi. Sora smiled as she sat down. Her smile vanished as she stared at me for another moment. You look awful.

Thanks. My confidence just flew sky high, I muttered.

She apologized. I'm not going to ask you what's wrong, but if you want to tell me

Taichi smiled at his friend's caring nature, yet turned the reply down. A hand suddenly pressed gently on his shoulder as a body slid into the chair next to his. Taichi glanced and almost gasped.

Hey Taichi. Mind if we share a table? Yamato asked, already taking a bite of his sandwich before Taichi even had the chance to reply.

Sora was gaping at Yamato as much as Taichi was. The last time he had sat with them was ages ago –– months, perhaps. What was even more peculiar was the fact that the two males had a fight the night before, and here Yamato was yet again acting as if nothing of the sort happened.

The three sat in an uncomfortable silence, although Yamato seemed to treat it as if it was perfectly ordinary. Yamato suddenly turned to Sora.

Can you leave for a few minutes? I need a word with our dear friend.

Sora, still wide eyed, stood without her tray and walked away, glancing over her shoulder every few minutes. Taichi watched her meet with Koushiro and nod her head towards them.

Taichi, I think we need to set something straight.

Taichi's attention was brought back to Yamato and startled, he asked, And what would that be?

Yamato took a bite of his sandwich and set it down as elegantly as he talked. I can never be in a relationship with you. It's not in me to be with one person–– Yamato stuck a hand up and waved his hand as Taichi was about to protest, ––I tried to give you these hints, but you just don't seem to take them.

Taichi's eyes narrowed and he said, You were about to have sex with me.

Yamato sighed as if he was bored sitting with Taichi. Let's not get into this argument again. You leave me be and I'll leave you alone.

I don't want to be left alone.

Yamato picked up his sandwich and took another bite. He sat thoughtfully for a few minutes and was about to speak when Taichi found the words first.

I'm sorry... About everything. About making out with you, leading you on. About invading your personal space... You have to understand, you're my friend and what you do is important to me.

Yamato snorted. Taichi, you sound like a girl. Don't turn this into an afterschool drama because it isn't one.

Yamato stood and left.

***

Hikari sat nodding her head and painting her fingernails as she listened to her brother report the conversation he had with Yamato.

He's a strange one, she said lightly, lifting her hand to judge the polish.

Yes, and frustrating. Beautiful. Kind.

Taichi groaned. Why did he have to be in love with the sex fiend? The cool, calm sex fiend.

Why don't you ask him on a date?

What good would that do?

Hikari shrugged. Maybe he will take you seriously and see that you want him more than just sex.

I guess I could, but what––

The doorbell interrupted Taichi, and in barely a minute, his mother shouted that Yamato was here.

As he entered the room, Yamato gave him a warm, rich smile. Hi Taichi. I thought we could hang out tonight.

Taichi didn't dare speak, but Hikari filled the space by saying, Have fun.

That was that. Taichi put on his shoes and followed Yamato outside.

I hate your games.

Yamato glanced at Taichi. Surely you don't think that's what this all is.

Yes, I do. And stop talking as if you're some prince who doesn't know teenage language.

Yamato gave a chuckle. Teenage language'? The things you say when your annoyed.

Whatever. I'm getting tired of arguing with you. If you don't see that I want to be with you, then that's your problem and I'm not going to bother making any attempts.

But where's the fun in that?

Taichi glanced over to Yamato as he stopped walking with distinct sparkle in his eyes. Yamato, please... Just don't.

Don't what?

Taichi shrugged and sighed. He sat on the grass of the park they were currently residing in and hugged his knees closely to his chest.

Yamato sat next to him, and to Taichi's surprise, laid a hand on his arm. I've been thinking about what you said.

Which part? I've had a lot to say.

The part about you wanting to be with me. And well... I lied Taichi. You've always been important to me, even if I haven't shown it. When I said I didn't want to be in a relationship with you, I was lying.

Taichi smiled and took a hold of Yamato's hand. I'm glad because you mean a lot to me as well.

Taichi's heart warmed as Yamato leaned against him. For several moments they sat there, allowing the breeze to run through their hair.

So... Is this beginning of a a relationship? Yamato asked, his voice tiny and sounding rather unlike usual. He clutched Taichi more tightly and seemed content.

Taichi smiled, hugging the blonde closer to him. He tilted Yamato's creamy chin towards him and planted a soft kiss on his lips.

For once in his life, he was going to be the cool collected one, for Yamato suddenly seemed like a frightened child. And it was at this time that he realized Yamato was a broken doll that needed to be glued back together.

End of Chapter 3

 More will come soon. I already have a plan and such. I would really appreciate reviews, for I've been away for quite some time and I want to see who's still out there! =)