Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon. I don't own anything, not even the clothes I'm wearing. My wallet is empty, so suing isn't going to get you anywhere. Yeah, 'nuff said.
A/N: It's too early in the morning to be doing this. ::yawns:: But, I had a wave of inspiration. Right, I won't be making any threats this chapter. ^^;; All the authors are safe. ^^ Something must have been wrong with me when I wrote the last chapter. I seemed like a real freak. My apologies for that. Anyway, enjoy!
Behind The Curtain - Chapter Three
Taichi walked out of the building, and made his way towards his car. He didn't pay any attention to the blonde leaning against it. He unlocked the driver's side door, but before he got in he looked up over the car. Taichi jumped, "What the hell are you doing?!" He demanded holding his chest. "You could kill someone by doing that."
The blonde smirked. "I thought you saw me."
There was a short silence between them; then Taichi spoke, "Is there a reason you're leaning against me car?" He asked sounding a bit annoyed.
"If you're going to be an ass..." The blonde countered harshly. Taichi shook his head.
"I didn't mean... I'm not having a good day..." He muttered. He stared at the blonde for a few seconds. "Yamato, right?" He didn't know why he asked. He knew what the blonde's name was. Maybe he didn't want to make it seem like he'd mesmerized the name by saying it over and over again. Which, he didn't by the way. Yeah.
Yamato nodded. Taichi nodded as well as if saying, 'thought so'. "Would you like a ride?" Taichi asked. He felt like he was having a bit of déjà vu. Yamato nodded again so Taichi unlocked his door from the driver's side, and they both got in. Taichi started the car and pulled out of the parking space. "Why are you here?" He asked, then added, "At my work?"
Yamato shrugged, but made no attempt to answer. When Taichi turned onto the road in which Yamato's apartment complex was located, Yamato cleared his throat. "I hate living by myself." He said randomly. Taichi glanced at the blonde, he could feel the sudden change of the atmosphere. It had gone from uncomfortable and harsh to serious and honest or maybe... innocent? "It gets to be real lonely, you know?"
Taichi was surprised at how the conversation or lack there of had changed so quickly. He figured he should probably say something though. "You're living by yourself." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "Your brother doesn't live with you?"
Yamato shook his head. "No." He stated simply. Once again the atmosphere changed. It made Taichi shudder; it had gotten much colder. Taichi knew he should say something before things got out of hand again. He didn't want the blonde to get upset again.
"Oh, I live by myself too." Taichi blurted out quickly. He didn't know what he should say, but he wanted the atmosphere to go back to being warm again. "My mother worries about me too much. She thinks I should move in with someone or someone move in with me." He couldn't stop rambling.
"How old are you?" Yamato interrupted, making Taichi stop abruptly. At least it didn't feel as cold anymore. It made Taichi worry that the atmosphere was changing so much, it was starting to really get to him.
Taichi pulled the car into a parking space when they reached Yamato's apartment complex. Putting the car in park, he answered, "I'm twenty-three." Yamato nodded and opened the car door to get out. He didn't get too far before Taichi grabbed his attention, "Hey!" He called, and Yamato turned towards him. After that Taichi didn't know what to say, so he said that first thing that came to mind. "You want to me to come with you?" He cringed after he asked. Couldn't he have asked that in a better way?
Yamato arched an eyebrow, and Taichi swallowed thickly. "You said you didn't like being by yourself, right?" Taichi cursed himself, that wasn't what the blonde had said. "I could stay for a while, if you want." No matter what he said, it didn't make him feel any better. Every word that came out of Taichi's mouth made him feel like more and more of a dumbass. He stared at the blonde, and Yamato finally smiled.
He laughed lightly and said, "Sure."
What was he thinking!? He must really be going insane. Taichi and Yamato walked side by side as they made their way to Yamato's apartment. Taichi had his hands deep in his pants pockets. He didn't know what to say or do. He couldn't even bring himself to even look in Yamato's general direction. The floor and his own shoes were much more interesting.
He vowed that this was the last time he was going to do something like this. Next time he would just keep his big mouth shut and leave things alone. The last time he'd tried to be a 'good citizen' he ended up with a kid that wouldn't leave him alone. He had claimed he was in love with Taichi, and the brunet knew he was now in over his head. The kid still showed up every now and then, and Taichi wanted nothing but to run and hide. Shit like this always happened to him. Always. It was just a matter of time before the same thing happened again.
His mother was right. He was too nice and worried about too many things that should just be left alone. Yamato feeling lonely wasn't his problem, really it wasn't. Yet, Taichi still had to do something stupid. Now Yamato's problem was his problem. Damn it all.
Taichi was so caught up in his thoughts that he didn't notice that Yamato had stopped at a door. Instead the brunet just kept walking. "Where are you going?" Yamato asked as he opened the door. His voice made Taichi freeze. He turned back towards the blonde; he stared at him for a few moments trying to figure out what was going on. When Yamato arched an eyebrow at him, he snapped out of his stupor.
"Nowhere." He mumbled, he could feel the heat in his cheeks. He followed Yamato into his apartment, his cheeks still a little pink. He glance around the main room. It was very tidy, which didn't really surprise Taichi for some reason. Yamato disappeared somewhere, and Taichi made his way into the living area. He took a seat on the couch. He waited for Yamato to appear again, and within seconds he walked back into the room. "Nice place." He said randomly.
"Thanks." Yamato replied, his body hidden behind the refrigerator door. "It's a mess though."
Taichi arched an eyebrow after the statement. Where was the mess exactly? It looked pretty clean to him. "What mess?" He asked a little confused. "You mean it's usually cleaner than this?"
Yamato's head appeared over the door of the refrigerator. He nodded and said, "Usually. I've been lazy though." Then his head disappeared again.
Lazy? Cleaner? Usually? Taichi still couldn't figure out where the mess was. It looked a hell of a lot more cleaner than his apartment. Maybe he was blind, but there was absolutely no mess anywhere. Taichi didn't think there was a spec of dust to be seen. "Well," He started. "If this is a mess, then you should see my apartment."
Looking over the fridge door again, Yamato arched an eyebrow. "Is it that bad?" He asked sounded a bit surprised.
Taichi shrugged and pushed himself off the couch. "Well, it's livable if that's what you mean. Barely, but livable." This conversation was better than nothing. Even though Taichi didn't really want to be talking about his apartment and how clean it was. "So, what do you do?"
Yamato closed the refrigerator door, and looked at Taichi questionably. "What do you mean?"
"What do you do. Like, working. What do you do?" Taichi felt unbelievably moronic. Pretty soon his sentences would be so complicated that he wouldn't even understand them. What happened to his good speaking skills? Yamato nodded his understanding.
"I write." It was a simple answer, but there was so much that could be explained. Taichi decided to leave it alone though. No need to push buttons now that the air wasn't unbelievably thick. They were actually having a casual conversation, even though Taichi still felt a little stupid with all the small talk. Yamato disappeared into what Taichi thought was the bathroom. He couldn't really be sure though.
When the blonde emerged Taichi saw something in his eyes. "You should leave." Yamato stated darkly. Taichi face scrunched up and he stared at the blonde like he had said the sentence in a foreign language. Yamato took a long stride towards Taichi placing him right in front of the brunet. "You should leave." He said again, it was low in this throat. Taichi opened his mouth to say something, but was silenced with a shove towards the door. His back colliding with the wood.
He stared at the blonde as he made his was towards Taichi again. Taichi's eyes widened as Yamato placed himself in front of him again. The brunet braced himself for what was going to happen next.
[TBC]
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Aero: This chapter wasn't that bad. It was actually was kind of fun to write. My apologies about the evil cliffhanger though. I don't usually do them, but it seemed perfect to stop there. You can all make me happy by reviewing. And thanks to everyone who's been reviewing. I love all of you! -Ciao