Warnings: Are you happy now? The bishies finally made-out! Hooray for the bishie make-out session! In this chapter, you'll probably get confused again 'cause of some of the things that I changed about their life. In case you haven't noticed, Yama doesn't have a band . . . So on with the fic!

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New Life

Chapter 12: Pure Simplicity

Darkness. All Yamato could see was darkness. Everything around him was black. As far as he could see—black. Of course, he couldn't see very far.

"Tai? Can I take the blindfold off yet? Please?"

"Nope. I've got a surprise for you and you'll just have to wait to see it. I don't want you to know where we're going."

"Fine." Yamato crossed his arms, and, although he couldn't see it, Taichi smiled at his childishness.

After about ten minutes of driving around and Yamato complaining about having to wear the blindfold the city bus stopped in front of a tall building. Taichi grabbed the blonde's arm and pulled him up off the hard bus seat and led him down the annoying steps at the front of the bus, catching the blonde when he tripped. The doors slammed shut and the bus sped off down the street, quickly disappearing in the mid-afternoon rush of cars.

"Do I get to take this thing off yet?"

"No. Quit whining. We're almost there. Just be quiet for a few minutes." Taichi led the blonde towards a set of stairs but stopped and laughed nervously.

"What's so funny?"

"Well . . . there's no elevator in this place and you can't climb all the stairs without being able to see."

"You better not even be thinking about it."

"Thinking about what?" But Taichi knew exactly what Yamato was talking about and he swept the blonde off his feet and carried him like a baby up the stairs, the blonde struggling all the while. When they finally reached the floor they needed to be on, Taichi set the blonde down—who was still struggling—and he fell flat on his face.

"Ow." Yamato was helped up and led down the long hallway and through the open door at the end of the hall.

"Ah, so this must be Yamato. We've heard a lot about you Yamato and we have a deal to make with you."

"Can I take the blindfold off now?" Taichi pulled the blindfold over the blonde's head and Yamato was greeted by a tall, dark-haired man in a black suit and sunglasses. The man pulled the sunglasses off, revealing emerald-green eyes, and grabbed Yamato's hand, shaking it until the blonde was shaken with it.

"It's so nice to finally meet you. Your friend here has been talking to us for a while and he's made quite a fuss about your talents."

"My . . . talents?"

"Yes. Your singing talents."

"My what?" Yamato seemed surprised that anybody would think he was a good singer. But he didn't sing that loud in the shower when Taichi was around, did he?

"Your singing talents. We want you to be in Odaiba's new teen band."

"Why do you want me? You haven't even heard me sing."

"Yes we have. Taichi here brought in a little recording of you singing in the shower and, even with all the noise over your voice, we can tell that you'll be great in the band . . . as lead singer. When can you start practice?"

Yamato mumbled something then turned to Taichi. "Why didn't you tell me?"

"It was a surprise, duh!"

The man in the suit interrupted. "I'm sorry, but we need an answer now. We have a meeting in twenty minutes and we mustn't be late, you know."

"Um, yeah," Yamato said, turning his attention back to the man. "I can practice any day."

"Great! We'll get in touch with you soon to tell you when your first practice session is and when you get to meet your band members!" The man put his sunglasses back on and shook Yamato's hand again, throwing him off balance and onto Taichi, before grabbing his suitcase off the floor and hastily going out the still open door. Another man quickly followed him out and they were gone.

Yamato crawled out of Taichi's grip and turned around to face him. He grabbed the brunette's face and gave him a passionate kiss on the lips before backing away and running around the room yelling like a mad man. He ran over to Taichi and hugged him and kissed him again then said his thanks.

"You're the greatest boyfriend a guy could ever have, you know that?"

"Would you want to have anybody else?"

"No—you're the only guy I've ever liked, and I only even realized I liked you two days ago, so why would I even think about another guy?"

"I don't know. Wanna go celebrate?"

"Duh!" They ran out of the room hand-in-hand, but Yamato stopped when he saw an elevator. "You said this place didn't have an elevator!"

"I wanted to carry you! Is there something wrong with that?"

Yamato sighed and whacked his boyfriend upside the head. "Let's go. But this time I get to carry you."

"Aw . . . Yama!"

TBC

Kinda short, stupid, filler chapter, but there had to be more fluff before the lemon, and the lemon will be next chapter. It might be a while before I get up the lemon though, 'cause I've got "mom snooping" problems. I'm gonna have to be really sneaky and remember to hide my floppy. Why do they only snoop in stuff you don't want them to? Well, if you review, I might be able to get up the chapter sooner by staying up late over the weekend after my mom falls asleep. But even though that won't really do anything, review anyway! I like to know what all you suckers, er, I mean . . . readers think. The next chapter will be up as soon as I can write it! Promise! And read my new fic "A Taito Christmas"! It's pg-13, but so far reviewers have said it's good, but I want more reviews! I'm greedy when it comes to reviews—so what?