A date with Ishida Yamato…who would have guessed?

Mixture by Redvind

First he woke up with the famous singer in his room and that said singer cooked him breakfast in bed exactly. Now he's taking him on a date.

Taichi sighed, what's going on today?

"Are you done, yet?" Yamato asked through the door with a few knocks, urging his date. He was waiting outside for the brunet in order to give him some privacy. Not wanting to protest but a bit concern, he asked the blonde what if someone recognized him. Yamato only laughed.

"If they ask, I will pretend to be one of the look-alikes. Then they will realize what a great look-alike I am because I can do just like everything Ishida Yamato can! We can laugh behind their backs when they're gone."

"Are you sure?" he asked, uncertain. The blonde never lost the sparkling amusement in his eyes.

"Of course! Works all the time. And you don't know how many times we've done that. Akira especially, he totally loves it. Sometimes we don't act like the Teenage Wolves. The girls' pretty pissed off, saying what kind of jerks we are 'cause we fucking destroy the Wolves' image."

Yamato laughed more. "Come on, hurry up. Not everyone gets to date me, you know."

The brunette couldn't help but chuckled uncertainly. He didn't doubt about the guitarist as he knew a cheerful one, but the rest... well, Yutaka seemed fine and Takashi never minded his fans…in another hand, Yamato was in another story; the pretending act would only work when the singer's in a good mood…a very good mood. Let's talk about experience; he had seen the blonde shoot a dead glaze to those fan girls to leave him alone. The glaze that he never wanted Yamato to send to him. He was almost sure the blonde could kill people with it.

……

Stupid thought. Yamato wasn't some super robot that had laser beam eyes on TV.

He hurriedly pulled a fit, long sleeved black shirt on then put a short sleeved blue T-shirt over, alongside with a baggy jeans, his ordinary sport shoes. The only accessory was his old watch, which sort of worn out. Before he went out, he checked every electric thing he owned to make sure they're off—not that he had many but it better safe than sorry.

"Alright I'm done!" he said loud enough for the blonde to hear. Opening the door, there stood the blonde singer star, looking studded and elegant and everything even in his yesterday clothes he used Taichi's oversize clothes as a nightwear before he went to bed. Give him more than two days and he still couldn't be half as great as the star.

Life's unfair.

The brunette shrugged off mentally. Not that he could help it.

Noticing his date through the sunglasses, he beamed brightly. "Ready?"

The brunet nodded helplessly. "Well…yeah. But Yamato, do you think it's a good idea to…"

Feeling blue ocean eyes upon him, Taichi stayed still for a moment, crossing his arms. What was Yamato going to say to him…out of date? Maybe. He couldn't remember the last time he bought new clothes. He only had what he had since high school. They were still good. He didn't see the point to buy a new one since they were kinda so expensive that he didn't want to spend a yen on them. In addition, the last time he looked over any fashion magazine was when his dear little sister made him to. It was years ago.

Taichi never really cared about the world's newest fashion. He could put on his old clothes as long as it fit him good. A white t-shirt and jeans always worked out for this easy out-going boy.

Well…If Yamato thought he's too old-fashioned to go out with, maybe he would decided to stay in and have a serious talk to get everything over. Yeah, that sounded great.

Two hands reached out, cupping his face in the rough musical palms. He obliged, staring eyes to eyes. The boy was rewarded a soft kiss on his cheek with a touching complement and a meaningful stare.

"You look gorgeous as ever, 'chi."

Taichi felt hot as blood rose up his face, making his already tanned skin look darker. He bubbled incomprehensibly to say something but nothing came out right.

Neither actually listening to his mate nor giving him more time to gather himself together, the blonde took the other's hand, already led the way. He sang happily.

"Come on, come on…now it's time to have some fun…"

###OOO###

The sun's shining, warming every life on earth. The sky's clear, pale white clouds floating over. Not too windy, not so coldly.

Taichi rested his eyes, slowly closing them; just let his all senses feel the surrounding. Here he was, in the nicest place for a date.

The big trees stood still and so strong, giving the light shadows. Flowers were blooming. Sweet scent drifted with the wind all around, comforting and encouraging the exhausted being.

"Would you like some ice-cream?" his company whisperingly asked. The brown haired nodded good-naturally. A cute smile on his mate's face made the blonde smile as well. He got up quietly, didn't want to disturb the resting one.

The sound of kids laughing nearby made him open his lids lazily. He smiled at the sight. He remembered playing like they were now when he was a child, having nothing to worry much.

He lost track of time looking at playing kids, but didn't startle when Yamato was at his side soundlessly, two ice-cream cones in his hands. The blonde handed him one.

"Here you are. It's Rocky Road. Hope you like it."

Taichi took it while asking "How much?"

"You don't have to. My treat. We're on a date, remember?"

"I don't care if it's a date or not. I want to pay. Here." He handed some money which Yamato chose to ignore completely.

"It's okay. You know it's not like it's expensive."

Brown eyes narrowed slightly. "I don't like the idea of having someone paying for me. Date or not, expensive or not. It's not fair if one has to pay for everything ones do together. You aren't my pocket money."

This caused the star to look at him. Something told him that the guy didn't take his words as an insult. Well…actually, ocean blue eyes were shining with surprise and impression. Still, he didn't take money; instead, he pressed the brunet's hand back.

"Think of it as a gift. I want to buy it for you." He gave Taichi a sweet smile the Wolves' fan would never have seen.

"…but"

"If it makes you feel better, you can treat me something later. Deal?"

Taichi considered the option a bit. "…fine."

The two then sat licking ice-cream of their own. The brunet looked around again. True to his word, no one seemed to notice Ishida Yamato was in a small playground. Or did they think they would never fine the rock star in the place like this?

"Is it good?" Yamato asked out of the blue, mentioning the cone in his hand.

"Hmm? Oh, it is." Frankly, it's great. He wondered why he had never tasted it before.

"Glad you like. Honestly, it's my favorite."

Taichi blinked. He turned to his blonde company. "Then why gave me this?

Don't you want to have it?"

He recognized there were two flavors when the blonde was back, different kind to be exact, Rocky Road and Vanilla. And the blonde had Vanilla.

Yamato chuckled at the confused expression on his face. "Well, I never said I had only one favorite flavor."

Taichi almost rolled off the floor.

"But since you mention it, can I have a bit nip?"

He sat up straight again, staring at Yamato annoyingly. He had absolutely licked his ice-cream all over already and it had only a half left. Who would want to take a nip after that?

Not waiting for the answer, the blonde leaned in, taking the tan hand and slowly licked the chocolate ice-cream from side to side. He noticed the melting drops covering the bartender's hand as well, so he began to lick them off, too.

Blood was rising to his face more than the brunette thought possible. But as much as he wanted, he just couldn't tell the musician to stop. The feeling of that demanding tongue on his skin was something way too much to describe. He was near to break the cone he's holding with his shaking fist.

He watched, extremely embarrassed, as the blonde, gazing into his eyes the whole time, licked his fingers clean.

Taichi wanted to pull his hand off, but Yamato tagged it back to his mount, kissing the top of each finger one by one lovingly, tenderly.

The blonde finished his track, smiling. "Thank you. It still tastes good, you know."

The brunet's face was nothing but red.

The nerves of this guy…

###OOO###

Tashimoto Aki really began to worry about his younger friend. He thought as he watched the boy intently. There must be something about that silly, dreamingly distracted look and slightly blush on his face, about the clumsy behavior that made him slip the glass in his hands two times already. The older man had never seen the young bartender like this before as long as he knew him. The boy looked like…

"Taichi, you alright?"

No answer was replied as Taichi was looking at something far, far away absent-mindedly. Time to take action. The red haired man put both hands on the brunette's shoulders.

"AHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Taichi jumped, startled, and landed amusingly on his butt with a loud 'THUMP'.

"Welcome back to reality." He chuckled.

"What was that for, Aki-san?"

"Since you're back, shouldn't I be the one asking the question?"

"What question?" the younger one asked, still rubbing his sore ass.

"Are you alright? What's been wrong with you lately? You don't look like yourself." Aki told him, his voice full of concerned.

"Well…" he opened his mount, but nothing came out. His memories were reversing to the time in the park especially when the blonde star started to lick ice-cream off his fingers. Blood rose up his face again he was sure it's hot enough to fry eggs now. Taichi realized suddenly he couldn't just spill everything out. It's too embarrassing somehow!

"N...nothing! Nothing's wrong with me, Aki-san, really."

The red hair stared skeptically. Taichi tried to look as innocence as an angel with sweats covering his back.

"Alright." was all the man said before going back to work. He must be tired of staring at him, the brunet guessed. He didn't think a smart guy like his

sampai would believe his lame excuse. But it left Taichi to recollect his thought.

After the park, Yamato took him to some restaurant to have lunch. He couldn't remember much about that because his mind still occupied by the incident happening before. One thing he did know, though, was when the blonde's cell phone rang and he was told to get to the record company immediately. Yamato said he was sorry he had to go but he really wanted to spend more time with him and he gave him a quick kiss on his cheek as a promise. Then...

"AHHHH!!!"

"What's up?!"

"Sorry, Aki-san! I was just thinking out loud." he assured the other guy.

Yamato was on the fly. They hadn't had a talk yet!

###OOO###

"Okay, guys, what the hell is this about so important that you had to interrupt my date?"

Three couples of eyes stared at the blonde widely.

"Your date? With who?" asked Takashi.

"Taichi, of course. Who else?" Yamato replied like it's the most obvious thing in the world. That made those eyes wider.

"With Taichi!? What happened?" Akira shifted closer to hear more clearly.

"Well…since you ditched me with him last night. I kind of told him…"

"Already?" the three chorused. The singer nodded firmly.

"How did he react?"

"He fainted."

"Fainted?"

"Wow…so much for a reaction…"

"Then?"

"Then I thought I just couldn't leave him like that so I spent the night there.

And he woke up in the middle of the night. I confirmed him the whole story again. He then recognized something and at least admitted it was me."

"A good thing, I guess."

"What did you guys do after that?"

"After that we slept."

Akira grinned evilly. Takashi and Yutaka stilled in surprise.

"Not like that! We just slept, you know what I mean, next to each other."

Truth was, after that he slept on top of the brunet. But there's no need to tell exactly since nothing took place, right? Yamato had better known than to tell them that.

"Geez, alright. Got it already."

Yamato huffed, crossing his arms.

"You two are going out, then?"

"Not quite…he said we needed to talk so I tricked him to go out with me this morning. We were having lunch when you called."

"So? Did you talk it over?"

A slightly blush appeared on the blonde's face. He ignored it, trying to act normally cool. "Not really…something happened and I don't think he really remembered what we needed to talk."

"So you two aren't a couple?"

Yamato nodded, half-heartedly, annoyed at the fact he didn't want to admit.

"What are you going to do? What if Taichi doesn't want a boyfriend and says no to you?"

"Another good thing is that he's not said anything yet. I will try to get him to go out with me more then I will ask him out…but if he says no…"

Yutaka understood. "Then you have to agree. The decision is his."

Akira didn't like that. He pouted peevishly. "How come? They already slept together- for real. And in 'Satoko incident', Taichi did take responsibilities to take care of her. Why can't Yamato do the same?"

"Because Taichi is a guy. Satoko is a girl and pregnant. The situation is different. It's out of the question. There's also a chance Taichi doesn't want anything to do with Yamato." reasoned the drummer of the group.

"But there's also a chance he'd say yes!"

"That, we hope."

The guitarist mumbled under his breath mercilessly.

"So will any of you tell me why you need me here?"

The other members looked up at him. "Well…we don't quite sure. I heard

Matsu-san talked with another band manager about Boss finding a good band in Hokkaido. He wants them to join our company."

Knock Knock

"Come on in!" Takashi said, knowing who it was.

"Is Yamato here already?" the band manager looked around and spotted the blonde holding up his hand. "Good. I want to make this up for our meeting yesterday."

The Wolves grinned sheepishly. Matsu sighed. He handed them a few papers. "Your schedule is changed. No gigs or concerts until next two month. But you need a few more songs for new singles and the next concert. Boss thinks you should write a special song, you know, kind of a thank-you song for your fans."

"We will manage it."

"Oi! Oi! Matsu-san, is the rumor about a new band joining our company true?" Akira asked interestedly after their meeting ended.

"Oh! I almost forgot. Yes. They've already signed up. Boss found them in

Hokkaido, but actually they live around here. They said they were playing there because their uncle asked and paid for them. They will be here to be introduced tomorrow." The blue haired manager glazed at them. "And I expect you to be here tomorrow as well. You will have to help them trained. As seniors, it's your duty."

The guitarist was starting to whine. Two hands cut him off on his mount.

"Fine. We will. Don't worry Matsu-san." Yuraba gave him a small grin. Takashi nodded in agreement. The manager's face dropped, mumbling something only he himself could hear.

Having been quiet for a while, Yamato spoke up. "Hey, Matsu-san. Would you mind if I bring someone here sometimes? I promise I will be good." He ginned slyly.

It's not a request. There was a hint telling 'if you don't agree with this, do not hope I will come though'.

Matsu's face dropped in defeat, again mumbling something sounded like 'do whatever you please just come!'.

Takashi snickered. "Com'on guys. Practice time!"

They rushed out the room pretty quick, each having hard time restraining their laugh.

###OOO###

ring ring

"Hello. This is Moony Wings place. What can I help you?" the brown haired bartender answered the phone formally. Thank god for cutting off his break cruelly!

"Can I talk to Yagami Taichi, please?"

"Speaking."

"Hi Taichi! It's Yamato. I want to know if…"

"Yamato?" he held the phone away, staring at it strangely before putting it on his ear again. "How did you get this number?"

"You wrote it on the note. Don't you remember? It doubtlessly has a part that says 'call me'."

Now he remembered. The bartender could image the blonde's smirking face.

"By all mean, do you have anything to do tomorrow?"

"…no. Tomorrow is my time-off." And all he wanted to do was solve all problems out of his chests.

"Good. I'll pick you up at ten. See you soon!" the blonde hang up.

ringgggggg

"Don't I get a chance to say there?!"

###OOO###

He thought he was the most stubborn and hardhead person in the world as everybody had told him. He learnt after he was so wrong. Another person as hardhead and stubborn as him was standing right in front of him, smirking.

Was murder really a crime?

"Com'on 'chi. I told you I was going to pick you up."

"You said, I may quota 'at ten', not this incredibly early!"

"Well, it's half seven."

"I barely get up!"

Yamato raised an eyebrow. "But you're dressed already. Let's go. Time and tide waits for no man."

Again, Taichi was being dragged out. He secretly started planning a way to murder this rock star here.

OOO###OOO

All the whole way in the car, Taichi tried his best to get comfortable in his seat and get more sleep. He sure worked very late last night. At least Yamato seemed to notice how tired he was because he let the brunette sleep in peace. He mentally thanked the blonde for that.

Time passed, he didn't know how long as he felt a hand shook him softly. He looked up from his sleepy state at its owner.

"We're here."

As much as he wanted to go back on his sleep, he knew his capturer wouldn't let him. So he got out of the car and noticed they were at the underground parking lot. Brown eyes looked around a bit. He had no clue where it was.

"This way, 'chi."

God. How tired he was. The brunette nodded dumbly following not far behind. Tripping over his own leg, he almost fell on his face once or twice if Yamato did catch him in time. Finally he had to have the blonde take his hand and lead the way as he put his head on Yamato's shoulder. Image two guys in their last teen-age holding hands and one of them were sleepily walking. The sight was pretty funny.

"Where're we goin?"

"To the Wolves'. Here is the record company we attend. I feel like keeping you around today."

"Yuu on't hav tuu."

"Hmm?"

"You yawn don't have to if you don't yawn want to."

"What are you talking about?"

"Keeping me around. I mean, it's not a duty."

"Oh. But I want to. Really want to have you."

The brunet didn't quite catch on what the blonde said due to his dreaming state. He was too careless right now. A minute or two later he felt the ground be lifted. Must be in an elevator, he guessed. He heard a ging sound, assuring him. Then the two walked ahead more before completely stopped. Yamato opened the door without knocking.

"Here we are."

"Hi Yamato. You're on time." Someone greeted him.

"Guys, we have a visitor." He tugged the brunette's sleeve and showed him to the band.

"GOOD MORNING TAICHI!"

"Ayaaa..ha hai. Good morning…" Lord, That was loud enough to wake the dearth! The greeted Taichi snapped out off his dreamland real fast. "Thanks Akira."

The guitarist grinned widely. "You're welcome. You know you're not the only who was force out off bed. If I can't go back to sleep, so can't you."

The good thing was he woke up enough now. Curiously looking around, he spotted a set of drums, a few amperes and two or three guitars. "Where am I?"

"Our practice room."

He blinked, turning to Yamato. "Why do you bring me here?"

"We're going to play some songs that I want you to hear."

Taichi was confused. "Not that I'm not grateful to this, but it's not going to be a problem? I mean there must be a rule not taking anyone to the company in case they're spy or something?"

"Never have heard such a rule." Replied Yataka

"And even there's one, we don't really care that much." Akira said.

"And we know you wouldn't do anything like that." Takashi smiled.

Taichi felt a bit happy to hear that. "Thank you."

A clap broke the silence. "Alright guys! Let's get everything set and play." Yamato turned to Taichi and smiled. "Hope you enjoy our special concert. You're the first audience to hear this."

OOO###OOO

The little gig the Teenage Wolves played was nothing but perfect. Taichi could feel it by his heart that they put every passion in the music. Their melody was soft but strong, words were very meaningful and especially the blonde's voice…

'Like the ocean's wave. Rhythm and steady.' thought the brunet as let himself being washed by the melody. He was so lost in the music that he didn't realize someone standing next to him.

"They are very good, aren't they?"

The voice brought him back to reality. He turned to the man who looked like a businessman and gave a nod in agreement. The man smiled fondly.

The third songs ended. The two audiences clapped their hands loudly as the Wolves put the instruments down. It's time for a break.

"You guys are amazing!" Taichi compliment them straight from his heart. They smiled gladly.

"I'm looking forward to your next concert and your new album. Don't let me down Teenage Wolves." The man said, giving them a big smile and a pat on each' back. He then turned to Taichi. "You are…?"

"I'm Taichi." He bowed polity. The man grabbed him eagerly, coursing him to stop mid-action, staring at those warmly black eyes. He saw the grin on this man's face grew wider and wider.

"So you're the Taichi I've heard about!" he grinned at Yamato who grinned back. Where had he heard that before? The brunet thought. "Nice to meet you Taichi-kun. We're glad to have you around. Make yourself at home." He patted the brunet's arms up and down happily. "I'm sorry I can't stay longer. Have another business to do. Just know you're always welcome here anytime. You all take a good care of him." He said to the band, winking before he left the room, also leaving Taichi stunned in shock.

"Definitely Boss!"