Disclaimer - I own Taichi and Daisuke, didn't you all know? Hmph, let me dream, alright? Just leave me be!

A/N: This is my favorite chapter, I don't know why though. Lots of Taichi and Yamato interaction in this one! ^^ Enjoy!

Behind The Curtain
Chapter Nine

Taichi gasped as glass shattered. The first thought that went through the brunet's mind was, holy shit, he's jumped out a window. He couldn't figure out why he couldn't see anything. Then he heard, "What the hell do you want?" That's when he opened his eyes, he felt rather sheepish for thinking they were open the whole time. But, then he did remember closing them quickly after he heard the shattering of glass. He looked at Yamato, who was sitting on the floor. He was surrounded by shards of glass. They weren't from the window though, so what were they from? "Is there a reason you're in my house?" The question snapped Taichi out of this thoughts.

"What the hell are you doing?" Taichi questioned back ignoring the blonde's first two question. He started to swiftly walk over to the blonde until he held a hand up making Taichi stop abruptly.

"Stay the hell away from me." Yamato muttered quietly. "Just stay away."

Taichi took a couple of deep breaths before speaking again. "What are you doing?" Yamato looked at him like it was the easiest thing in the world to figure out. The brunet felt awfully ignorant. He wished he could read the blonde's mind, he wouldn't be able to read anything though. He was too scared and worried to even move anymore. "Yama, what are you doing?" He said softer and gentler this time, hoping this type of method would work. The blonde looked like he was caught off guard at first, but then covered it up quickly.

"You don't have to." Yamato murmured to himself, and Taichi arched an eyebrow. What was the blonde talking about? He wasn't making any sense. "I don't want to..." What was he talking about? Taichi felt like someone was playing a trick on him. Here was this incredibly hot guy sitting on the floor surrounded by shards of glass talking like an insane psycho. "The mirror shattered." He said it like it was the most obvious thing in the world, but he sounded kind of surprised as well.

"How?" Taichi asked and Yamato looked up at him, his eyes wide. Taichi felt like he was going to be sick and throw up. Maybe he shouldn't of come? No, because what would Yamato have done if Taichi wouldn't of walked through that door? He could have possibly hurt himself or maybe even worse.

The blonde shrugged. "I don't know. It just... It shattered."

Taichi sighed. He wasn't going to press, Yamato seemed okay now. He walked over to him, the glass crunching under his sneakers. He bent down and grabbed Yamato's arm, lifting the man to his feet. The brunet stopped him from moving though. Yamato was bare foot, and stepping on the broken glass wouldn't have a good outcome. Instead, Taichi picked him up swiftly, one arm under the blonde's knees, the other behind his back. Yamato looked surprised, but Taichi ignored his expression. He was too worried about getting the blonde out of harms way. Once Taichi got Yamato out of the room, he set him down on his feet. "You should be more careful." He said as Yamato retreated to the kitchen.

Yamato didn't say anything. Taichi was worried about the blonde now more than ever. Was this something he was going to have to deal with every time he came over? Would he always have to be on guard around the blonde? Taichi finally realized that all Yamato was wearing was a pair of flannel pajama pants. Which he didn't look too bad in. Taichi shook his head clear of those thoughts though. He looked at his watched and realized that he was going to be late for work, once again. At this rate he was going to get fired, which would be the least of his problems.

Clearing his throat, Taichi offered, "You want to come to work with me?" Yamato looked at him, taken back by the offer. "I mean, if you don't want to--" Taichi added quickly, but the blue-eyed beauty cut him off.

"Just, let me get dressed." He replied, walking back into his room. Taichi watched him to make sure he wasn't going to hurt himself on the glass. Yamato walked over to the dresser and picked out a shirt and jeans. He pulled the shirt over his head, then looked over at Taichi, who was still watching him. "Are you going to watch me get dressed?"

Taichi's face went red immediately, he scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously. He disappeared out of the doorway though. He sat down at the kitchen table, the heat in his cheeks getting worse. Finally Yamato appeared, and much to Taichi's dismay with a smirk on his face. Taichi laughed nervously again, his face going a deeper shade of red.

In the car Taichi asked Yamato about the mirror again. But, the blonde's reply was the same. He didn't know. It didn't make any sense to Taichi. How could Yamato not know? The mirror didn't shatter because the blonde looked at it. Shit like that just doesn't happen. Yamato had to of broken it himself. Taichi winced at the thought, seven years bad luck. He didn't believe in superstitions though. Right now he had to figure out what he was going to tell his boss. He'd surely want to know why Yamato was accompanying him, but the brunet couldn't tell his boss the real reason why Yamato was with him. Well, actually, maybe he should worry about getting fired, then worry about his excuse.

To Taichi's surprise his boss didn't say a word to him when he walked into the office. Which made Taichi's stomach flop. This only meant that he'd talked to him tomorrow. Taichi couldn't decided if he was overjoyed about the fact or dismayed. Taichi didn't go to Yamato's apartment when they left the office. Instead he went straight to his own apartment. He hoped he could convince the blonde to stay at his place for the night. Taichi didn't want him staying by himself. Yamato had just gave him a questioning look when they passed his apartment. When the apartment door opened and Taichi remember that he had two other people staying with him he cursed to himself. He had forgotten Daisuke and Ken were staying there. And he wasn't about to kick them out, but he wasn't going to tell Yamato he had to go home either.

At about nine o'clock Taichi mentioned Yamato should stay the night. It didn't surprise the brunet when he obliged. It had been what he was expecting, actually. Around nine thirty the blonde finally gave in and agreed to stay, 'just for the night, though,' he had said. Now Taichi was faced with a slight problem. Where was Yamato going to sleep? The couch was taken, and the only other place that was left was his own bed. He wasn't going to let the blonde sleep on the floor, so the bed was the only other option. Taichi sighed, "You take the bed," He ordered, and Yamato gave him a critical look. "I'll just sleep on the floor, no problem."

Yamato shook his head. "It's your bed, you sleep in it. I can sleep on the floor." When Taichi gave him a stern look he shook his head again. "I'm not sleeping in your bed."

"Well, I'm not letting you sleep on the floor." Taichi countered, he wasn't going to give in. He could be a stubborn asshole when he wanted to be.

The blue-eyed beauty sighed exasperatedly. "Just take the damn bed, quit being such an asshole."

"Fine, we're both sleeping in the bed." The sentence flew out of Taichi's mouth before he could stop it. But, Yamato seemed to except the suggestion, he nodded. Taichi sighed, he wasn't sure if he wanted to sleep in the same bed as the man that had been haunting his thoughts the last few days. Well, of course he did, but he didn't at the same time. He got very nauseous thinking about it. What if he had a freak out in the morning? Taichi hasn't been with the blonde for more than a couple of hours. Now he was going to be sleeping next to him? Maybe he was taking too big of a step. He shouldn't be jumping into something like this. But, what was this exactly? He wasn't exactly sure.

Then another thought ran through Taichi's mind. What if his mother showed up tomorrow morning? He hadn't seen her for a couple of days, meaning she would stop by in the next couple of days. The brunet smirked to himself, what would she do if she found her only son in bed with another man? She knew he was gay, but she had never actually witnessed Taichi doing anything with another guy. Taichi's thoughts halted then, he wasn't going to be doing anything with Yamato anyway.

Taichi sighed as he crawled into bed next to Yamato. He laid frozen in the bed, he couldn't relax. Not with the blonde laying next to him. He was hoping that other organs wouldn't start reacting either. That's all he needed, get aroused laying in bed next to the object of his affection, or would be affection. He stopped all thoughts after that because he felt himself starting to react, and he was going to make sure he wasn't going to get hard. He finally fell asleep about an hour and a half later, his body finally relaxing.

He felt like he was falling. Ever had a dream like that? The sensation you're falling? Then when you hit the ground you wake up, but you can't ever figure out why you don't actually hit the ground. Well, Taichi actually hit the ground this time, but not in his dream. He stared up at the ceiling from the floor. His back hurt from falling off the bed, or being pushed off. He wasn't quite sure which one had actually taken place. But his sensation of falling hadn't been a sensation at all, he had actually been falling.

He pulled himself back onto the bed and glared at Yamato, who was glaring back. "What the heck is your problem?" The brunet asked irritably.

"Keep your hands to yourself." Yamato answered with a snort. Taichi looked at him, puzzled.

"I didn't touch you!" He defended, but Yamato's eyes said otherwise. "I didn't... Did I?"

Yamato snorted, and narrowed his eyes at Taichi. "Yes, you did. You have your own, touch yours." That did it, Taichi understood. The first thought that went through his head was, I'd rather have you touch mine, the next thought was, and I'd rather touch yours, but he shook his head free of those thoughts. He gave the blonde an apologetic look, but Yamato shook his head and got out of the bed. Taichi watched his retreating back as it left the room. He sighed, this was great, just great.

[tbc]

Aero: I tried not to make it such a cliffhanger this time, did I succeed? Well, would you mind reviewing? It would make me very happy! ^^ -Ciao