Author: Sparkle Itamashii

Title: Clandestine Revelations

Warnings: Respect the rating. Please see profile for details.

Disclaimer: Digimon and its characters, settings, and plat are NOT MINE.

Chapter Two

Trying to catch my breath, I openly stared at Yamato as he stood there like a deer caught in headlights. Dear god he was gorgeous like that- soaking wet, clean white towel slung low on his hips, vivid blue eyes wide from being startled. I guess he hadn't heard me enter.

I could feel my brow wrinkling as I rested one hand against the doorframe and tilted my head to the side. When I'd come in I heard the shower running so I'd assumed I could get in and out without being seen. I'd even waited a minute to make sure that if he'd just started the water he would be able to get in without running into me. When I'd heard the door open and close I'd thought I would be safe but…

"Why is the shower running if you're in here…?" I panted, utterly confused.

He held up a brand new bottle of some kind of fruity shampoo as if to say "uh, duh," and fixed me with an incredulous look. "What the hell are you doing in my house? I thought you were going to Izzy's to study for that web design test…"

"I…" I stared at him for a minute, trying to remember exactly why I'd come over because really the reason had escaped me the second he started talking. "Uh…" Shaking my head, I blinked, "Book. I left my math book here."

He gave me an even more confused look, hiking the towel a little higher on his hips, which momentarily restored my mental capabilities. "It's the weekend, Taichi. You never do math homework Friday night. Or even Saturday." He raised an eyebrow, "You don't even do it Sunday, most of the time. What's with you today? You've been acting really strange."

Sometimes he was just too observant for his own good.

As I watched, he walked across the room and set the bottle of shampoo on the desk, long fingers wrapping around the edge of my math book. He closed the distance between us and silently dropped it unceremoniously into my hands. Seriously, I almost dropped it because I wasn't paying any attention to what I was doing. Somewhere between him giving me a funny look and when he retrieved the bottle, I found my voice.

"Kari and I had a really long talk last night. I guess I'm still thinking about it."

That was an understatement if I ever heard one.

"Is everything okay?" I can't blame him for sounding a little surprised. He knew as well as I did that I was hard to phase.

"Yeah, it should be." I offered him a grin as he moved past me, though I fear it was lost on him. After a second's pause I followed after him, clutching my math book to my chest. "You know her and TK."

He snorted, glancing over his shoulder without really seeing me as he continued down the hall. "If they would just admit they like each other it'd save them a ton of trouble. They'd be a lot happier."

My steps faltered as I heard Hikari's words to me practically echoed in Yamato's voice. Okay, so I'd maybe lead him in the wrong direction. Yes, Hikari and I had spoken and yes, we'd spoken about her and TK but… Well, that's not exactly what she'd originally confronted me about. At all.

"Yeah… People who like each other need to just… admit it." I said quietly, trailing to a stop a few feet behind him as he entered the bathroom.

He visibly bristled (he was the only human I've ever seen bristle but that was really the only way to describe the reaction), and turned to face me with a guarded expression. I gave him my best impression of dull innocence as he searched me over and then he shrugged nonchalantly. I relaxed as he leaned against the doorframe and seemed to dismiss whatever he'd been thinking.

"You doin' anything tomorrow night?" He asked crossing his arms and giving me a "you'd better not be" look.

"No. Why? Have you got plans?" I asked carefully.

"Dad's not going to be home this weekend." I hated hearing the note of regret in his voice- it always stung even though I knew I wasn't the cause. "I thought it'd be nice to have someone here."

"Yeah. Sure." I agreed, nodding and running a hand through my messy hair. "That would actually be really great. Kari's having her friends over and I hate being there with all of them squealing." I grinned, comically raising an eyebrow. "You cooking?"

"Why not." He smiled, at last, and waved me off with one hand. "Go on, then, I've got to finish showering. Say hi to Iz for me." He shut the door and I heard the shower curtain being whipped open and closed.

I stared at the wood grain for a moment and then closed my eyes and shook my head. This was stupid. Why on earth had I ever listened to her in the first place? She doesn't have a love life of her own; what made me think she understood anything about mine? Hikari didn't know what she was talking about.

Matt and I were just friends.

…Right?

/End Chapter Two, Clandestine Revelations/