To the Highest Bidder

By theladyknight

Disclaimer: Digimon—not mine!

A/N: I was looking through my fics and realized I hadn't update lately...soccer practices and games and too much homework, I'm trying to remember why I signed up for 5 classes out of 8 that have the name AP or Honors in the name...oh well, here's the chapter! Thanks to everyone who reviewed...by popular opinion and the fact I couldn't stand to see Taichi with Jun, it'll be a Taichi/Tracey! Hope u enjoy and remember to review!

yvonne: Thank you! I hope this was a fast enough update!

scorpion05: Don't you hate that about stories told in first person...well, we find out a little of what Yama thinks this chapter...

Curtis Zidane Ziraa: Don't worry! I'm not going to abandon this story, it's too much fun to write!

Inconnu: Thank you for all the reviews! I'm glad you like it so much! I'm going to try not to make things awkward cuz I don't want it to be that way either. And if I paired you with Taichi everyone would get mad at me! LoL. Just pretend your name is in place of Tracey's...hehehe

Placid Snowflake: Again with the forks? J/K!

Raine189: Thanks for reviewing! I love Sora's family too!

Kerei Kitsune: I so agree with you...Tracey is much less annoying than Jun!

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MakiChile: Thanks for all the nice words! I'm glad you like it!

Kat: The "acting" has begun...and the "New Jun" might not be what's she cracked up to be...

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Chapter 6: What Now?

I found myself in front of Yama's apartment on Saturday morning after an early tennis practice. I really need to talk to him.

This past week has been interesting. Interesting is about the best word to describe it. From the moment the bell rang signaling the end of first period, my life changed. I really want to say it changed for the better, and for the most part, it did. However, there's just a little bit I'm concerned about...

Yama and I had walked hand and hand to psychology, watching the people around us pointing and whispering. Yama squeezed my hand. "Don't let anyone bring you down. Things may get kind of nasty, but we're going to stick this out together."

I squeezed his hand back. "I'll try my best."

He smiled at me, leaning down to kiss my forehead. "You always do your best. That's one of my favorite things about you...but that list is a good one hundred things long and growing."

I blushed and leaned up against him. Being in the limelight just isn't always something I'm very comfortable with. Don't get me wrong; attention doesn't bother me so much when there's a good reason for it, like if I win a tennis match. But this unwanted attention, all because I'm "dating" Yamato Ishida is not welcome.

We walked into class, parting to go to our separate seats across the room from each other. The minute I sat down the flock came. "Are you really dating Yamato?" "Why did he choose you over me?" "What's so special about you?"

"Ladies! Leave Ms. Takenouchi ALONE!" our teacher yelled as she walked into the room. "Honestly, I don't know what's gotten into you."

I let out a sigh of relief as she turned on the overhead projector and began lecturing. Something hit me, and I found a note on my desk.

Are you and Yama-kun really going out? Because as the vice president of the We Love Yama-kun Club, I think it's ridiculous he chose you over a more worthy choice like one of us!

What is her problem; their problem for that matter? Why should the fact my boyfriend is Yamato Ishida...damn, I so have to stop saying that. Yama is not my boyfriend! Well he is my "boyfriend" and my boy friend but not my boyfriend. God, I'm confusing myself!

Look, Mizuki. Yama and I are dating. How do you classify yourself or anyone else as worthy? Yama should be free to choose whoever he wants to go out with whether that be you, me, or some unknown chick, for that matter!

I went to throw the note back to her when I felt a tap on my shoulder. Crap! "Ms. Takenouchi, I believe you know my policy on notes. Please hand that over." I relented, waiting for her to lecture about keeping our "love lives" outof the classroom.

But the thing she did next downright shocked me. She smirked. "So you and Mr. Ishida finally decided to get together, huh? I'd say it was a long time coming."

"What?" Mizuki and I both asked. Does everyone have something to say about this?

Our teacher walked up to the front of the room and turned off the projector. "I have taught you two in classes since freshmen year and noticed a spark between you from the moment you set foot in my class." She paused. "Let's investigate this today, class. Can two close friends turn their relationship into something more and keep it that way without hating each other in the end..."

Forty-five long minutes and three more bogus fake stories later, Yama and I walked out of class with his arm around me, hoping we would never have to do that again. The class spent the whole time debating the aspects about Yama and my "relationship." I highly doubt that happens in any other psych class.

The time up until lunch surprisingly passed with little mention of the newest relationship at school. However, it seemed everyone in the whole school knew Yama and I are "together", and rumors about the details were spreading like wildfire. By lunch I was in great need of an aspirin.

But, go figure, lunch was another thing altogether. The minute Yamato and I stepped foot into the lunchroom, everyone got silent, even the faculty! I find it just a little bit unnerving having the lunch ladies muttering rumors they heard to each other under their breath while going through the line! Even the LUNCH LADIES know about my love life!

Yama and I walked through the line and sat down at our normal table with Taichi, Yamato's band members, and a few other senior guys and girls. The entire We Love Yama-kun Club that was present at lunch decided to come have a little chat with us. Yay!

"How could you steal Yama-kun?" One of the girls shouted.

I was about to respond with a nasty comment when someone else stepped in to my defense. "Look, girls, they're together, and I guess we all had to know it was coming eventually." The girls all looked at their leader and began protesting.

Taichi, Yamato, and I on the other hand all stared at Jun with open mouths. "What the hell, Jun! Are you feeling all right?" Mizuki asked.

"Sad to say, I am, and as president of the We Love Yama-kun Club, I offer my support to your relationship." She slowly said giving Yama andme a smile. A forced smile if I might add. A forced overly sweet smile. She is up to something. "Girls, sorry to say Yama-kun is now off limits." She looked over her shoulder. "Let's go."

As Jun and her very depressed bunch of groupies left, I caught the small wink she gave Mizuki. I knew it! "Does Jun have like a nice twin we don't know about?" Taichi wondered.

Yama laughed. "Who knows! But it sounds like she finally decided to give me up! I'm a FREE man!"

"No your not!" Taichi exclaimed very cheekily.

Yama raised an eyebrow. "What am I then?"

Our bushy haired friend chuckled. "You're SORA'S MAN!" Yama and I both blushed at the statement. "Aw, how cute!" He laughed some more, yet he was the only one to find it funny.

"Shut it, Yagami." I rolled my eyes. "You're forgetting our promise to kick your ass for getting us into this mess. You might want to watch what you say so you don't make things even worse for yourself." I warned.

"Shutting up now! I'll just continue to eat my...mushy, unknown pork product...and pretend I said nothing in the first place." Taichi quickly responded. "Hey, is there a hair in here? It's contaminated! He yelped.

"It's probably your own, retard." Yamato answered.

I nodded in agreement, and finally, with Taichi concerned over the state of his mystery meat, I found a chance to break my suspicions about Jun to Yama.

"I don't think Jun gave up on you, Yama."

He looked abruptly at me. "What do you mean?"

"Didn't you notice the way she said everything and the little things she did? Call it women's intuition, but I think she's plotting something..."


I spent he rest of the week trying to get used to the attention of being Yamato's "girlfriend" and also trying to figure out what Jun was up to. It was obvious, to me at least, that she was hiding something. Yama and Tai didn't seem to think so. But I saw through the fake smiles and sweet talk and was determined to get to the bottom of it.

But I never seemed to get a chance to answer my question. People swarmed me constantly and asked for details. Yama himself had to fight through crowds just to get to me.

The biggest question I've received: what's it like "dating" Mr. Popular? So far other than all the attention, my beliefs about the "New Jun", and the fact nearly the entire female population of the school is pissed at me, I'm definitely not complaining.

Acting as Yama's girlfriend seems so natural. The only difference between before when I was just his friend and now is the fact we have to show a couple of PDA's, and he insists we hold hands whenever we walk around together. And believe me, that's not hard.

He's still as sweet as ever. For my birthday on Wednesday, I opened my locker to find a bundle of fresh flowers, red and white roses, and three giant chocolate chip muffins, my favorites, with the words 'Happy birthday Sor' written on them. Usually for my birthday, Yama leaves a single flower with my favorite candy in my locker. Most people would find something romantic about that. but I just find it normal. Granted. my heart always felt like it was going to burst as I opened my locker, anticipating what he had left for me each year.

The only celebrating Yama and I had done together that night was by having a study date with Taichi at Yama's place before a killer history test. How fun does that sound...for my eighteenth birthday I was studying...

Realizing I had been staring at his apartment and feeling the breeze chill against my tennis outfit, I decided to go on in. Never in a million years would I ever understand why we were forced to have tennis practice the morning after a huge upset victory over this really good school. Our coach is a slave driver! All we did was watch videos, and worse off, I had to wear the damn uniform too! Thank God I only have a few more months to put up with it.

I walked to his apartment door and knocked and knocked and knocked and knocked. Finally, as I was about to leave, a little surprised he wasn't home considering it's only nine in the morning, the door creaked open.

I let out a giggle and felt my face heat up. Greeting me was a very sleepy Yama with incredibly messy blond hair sticking all over the place, wearing only a pair of boxers. "Good to see you too." He answered grumpily, letting me inside. "What brings you here at this godforsaken hour?"

"I need to talk to you." I replied.

"Well can you tell me while I'm in bed?" he asked yawning.

I raised my eyebrows. "I guess."

"Good, then it settled," he yawned again, leading me into his room. "Because I intend to lay back down and hopefully get some more sleep!" He stretched next to the bed as he checked the clock.

Oh my God! How the hell am I going to control myself! Yamato Ishida wearing nothing but boxers stretching in front of me. I could see every muscle, every perfectly shaped feature of his body: the hands, the chest, and the butt...you get the idea. My face turned bright red.

"Yama," I whispered.

"Yeah." He answered standing straight up.

"Can you possibly put a pair of pants on?" I murmured, feeling my face turn a darker shade of red.

He looked down, and his face, too, turned crimson. "Of course! Sorry about that." He replied as he opened a drawer and threw on a pair of sweat pants before climbing into bed. "Climb on in, and tell me your problems." He said gesturing to the spot in his twin bed next to him. Hesitating only for a second, I slipped off my shoes and pulled back the covers.

Okay, do the math. Two almost adults, one twin bed; it's going to be an awfully tight arrangement. I climbed in and found myself nearly touching Yama's face with my own. Scooting back as much as I was able to, I found myself still very close to him but not so close that I would snap. I'm surprised at how much self-control I have.

"What now?" I asked. "What are we going to do with the relationship now? I mean, everyone in the school knows we are "going out." Hell, everyone in my family knows thanks to Mimi! I got an e-mail from Tracey the minute I got home from school on Monday that demanded I tell her all the details."

"She is one odd chick. Tracey's like the female counterpart of Tai."

"You're telling me. Shall we set her up with him?"

He smirked at me and ruffled my hair. "I'd say that sounds like payback for telling Jun you and I are together."

Wait...he thinks improving Taichi's life is a good form of payback? "I thought you were mad about us having to pretend to be a couple?"

"Mad?" he questioned, now stroking my hair. "Why would I be mad? I just had to make Taichi think I was pissed off. I'm not mad. Pretending to be your boyfriend is going to be fun. That's the only reason I look forward to going to school each morning." I turned away and blushed, causing him to laugh. "Come on, it's true!"

"If you say so."

"I don't say so, I know so. We're just going to have to take the act up a little bit. People are going to suspect something if they don't see us out on weekends or any other time or making out occasionally. I just don't want things between us to get so awkward that we never want to speak to each other after this is done. I want us to be best friends after we get done acting."

"So do I." I responded touched by his words. "Things won't get awkward. Like I said earlier, it's not like we've never kissed before. Hell, we've made out!"

He laughed. "Now that was a good memory! A first kiss turns out to be a make out session, that's not something that happens everyday."

How well I remember that. Yama and I were eleven years old and were at myapartment working on a science project. Mom had to run out to the grocery store and left the two of us alone. We decided to take a break, we actually hadn't been goofing off, and watch some TV. Yama picked up this magazine he found on the floor and we started looking at it.

It was a magazine Tracey had left at my house. Go figure, our first kiss was a result of Tracey's forgetfullness. Maybe I should thank her for that. Anyway, I flipped open this teenage magazine and opened it to the part about kissing. It listed the ten ways to tell if your man was a good kisser and three pages worth of articles about first kisses.

Yama and I started talking about what it would be like to kiss someone. We weren't into girl/guy relationships like that at that age so the idea kind of scared us. That's when Yamato said he would rather have his first kiss with someone who was his friend so that he wouldn't regret who it was with later in his life. He was a wise kid even at that age. Well, we looked at each other and just like that, our eyes closed and slowly our lips met.

It was like the sweetest first kiss ever. It didn't last long, but as soon as we pulled away, we both knew it wasn't a bad thing. I'll remember what Yama said for the rest of my life..."do you want to try that again? I mean, I don't want to be a bad kisser when I grow up."

"Me neither." I had answered. From there, take a guess at what happened. Ten minutes later we were still kissing when my mom walked in the door. She let out a scream and later that afternoon we were forced into the "birds and bees" talk...

"What are you smiling about?" Yama asked as he traced my lips with his other hand.

I blushed lightly from all the contact. "Just remembering it."

"I'd be smiling too if I was remembering it..."

"Dork." I answered rolling my eyes. "So are we going to have our first official date tonight?"

"Movies, seven o'clock. I'll even let you take me to a chick flick!"

"Chick flick. I think I'll pass. I'd rather see something other than that."

He laughed. "I knew you'd say that."

I let out a yawn, suddenly feeling tired. Yama had shut his eyes, and it appeared he would soon be sleeping too. Taking this opportunity, I looked over the part of him I could see. Even half-asleep Yamato Ishida has no problem looking incredibly sexy. How lucky am I?

Suddenly I laughed, looking at his hair. "What?" he asked. "I was almost asleep!"

"Your hair!" I exclaimed giggling. "It's so cute like that!"

"You think my hair is cute?"

I nodded. "Guess I could try wearing it this way to school sometime...though I may end up looking like Albert Einstein." He smirked as he enveloped me in a hug. I yawned again and felt my eyes shut...


"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" a voice shouted, waking me up two hours later.

Groggily I opened my eyes and looked into the brilliant blue orbs that belonged to only one person in this world. "Hey." I whispered.

"Hey," he answered. "Didn't expect to find you here."

I shrugged and felt his arms still around me as I lay on top of him in a compromising position. "I didn't expect to be here either."

"What the hell!" a voice shouted. Yama and I turned to look at the voice that we knew so well. "Dude, you two aren't really going out! You don't have to sleep with her Yamato!"

"What are you rambling on about now, Taichi?" I asked.

"I don't know, maybe the fact I walked in here ready to wake Yamato up and see what he wanted to do today. Instead, I find you two in here getting it on! Excuse me while I leave and try to cure my innocent mind!"

Yamato snorted. "Innocent my ass!"

"Taichi, we didn't do anything! I came over here to talk, and considering it was much warmer in the bed with all the covers on, we talked in here! We both ended up falling asleep, and I guess I rolled over on top of him. Nothing happened."

"You didn't screw Sora, Yamato?"

"I didn't screw Sora, you retard."

"Good, now that that's taken care of, and I'm not going to suffer a heart attack, GET UP! It's eleven o'clock!"

"Shit!" I exclaimed. "I'm supposed to be helping out at the flower shop in half an hour!" I climbed out of the bed, followed shortly by Yamato. "I've got to get going!"

"I'll pick you up at six forty." This was starting to be a tradition. I'll pick you up at six forty...

"Sounds good." I answered putting my shoes on.

"WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT!" Taichi shouted.

I faced him. "What?"

"Aren't you going to give her a goodbye kiss?"

Yamato and I looked at each other. Taichi has got to be one of the strangest people I have ever met before. First he chews us out because he thinks we're having sex, and now he's encouraging us to kiss. We've really got to find him a girl...

"How could that have slipped my mind." Yama answered sarcastically. He walked over to me and hugged me whispering in my ear, "Let's give him something that'll make him freak..."

I smirked at his sly smile and closed my eyes as his lips met with mine. They clashed together in an all-out war as he dipped me back and kisser harder brushing his tongue against my teeth. I gladly let it enter and entered my own into his mouth. Harder and more passionate he kissed me, and well, I kissed back not wanting it to end. Unfortunately, we had to stop for a breath of air and the kiss had to end. Pulling away he smiled at me, and I felt my cheeks heat up.

We turned to face a dumbstruck Taichi. "See you later boys!" I exclaimed giving Yama another kiss, this time a small peck on the lips and ruffling Taichi's hair. Yama winked at me as I left the room, and I began laughing as I left his apartment. I'm so liking this acting thing more and more. I wonder what's going to happen tonight...

A/N: Finally, it's done! Thoughts? Please review!