Remember: I don't pwn Digimon ;-; That's all there is to it, y0. Oh yes! There's going to be hintings of TaichixKoushiro :D But of course not our main couple! -nods- And I pwn Nikki. I love that name so much :3 And yes, it will change POVs. Cause I can. Simple as that. Much love to Henka! 3! OH yeah I didn't mention it before but Henka thought of Izzy's screen name ; So that's her originality in it!

Note: Yes, they are older then the tv series. :3

Fan Lettes
Yamachi Fluff!
By: Lily-chan
Chapter 2
The Essay...Pt. 1

Genres: Comedy/Romance

Rating: PG-13 -- Language, MILD Nudity, Possible OOCness. -nukes teh pervy people-

Summary: Taichi is but a fanboy of a certain musican and can't seem to get his attention by only being his friend. But one day, while surfing the web, he spots an opportunity to contact him. Will he take that chance?

"Eee! Only two weeks until the deadline! And I've barely gotten started!" Taichi whined as he threw his English grammar book to his feet. "I hate this! I wanna work on my essay!" "Taichi! We have to study for our finals!" Izzy said as he picked it up. "I swear, you're so annoying when it comes to Yamato.." With not only anger, but a bit of jealousy in his tone. Taichi looked at him through squinty eyes. "Why can't finals be after the deadline?" Taichi continued to whine. "Because! Then you'll be whining on whether you win or lost." Koushiro said with, more annoyance.

"Izzy, you seem tense." Taichi blinkied at his red-headed friend. "Is there anything bothering you? Like a...a girl problem?" Taichi asked as he waggled his eyebrows, trying to get something out of his friend. Koushiro looked even more pissed. "Shut up, Tai. You know that the girls think I'm creepy.." "JUST because they found those files on your laptop doesn't mean anything!" "Then why in the hell did you download THOSE files of Yamato on it...AND SAVED IT?" Izzy started to fume. "Errr...they shouldn't have wanted to know what you were looking at! It was none of their damn business anyway!" Taichi said as he sat back, arms and legs crossed. Izzy sighed. "Let's just get this done. We need to get ready for that English final!" as he slapped Tai with the packet and tossed it on the table.

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The weekend went by, and the two hasn't even started on the essay. It was Monday morning and the two saw the usual fangirls surrounding the blonde singer.

"Whee! Yamato You're so sexy!" they wailed. Yamato sweatdropped at her. "Um...thanks?" he said nervously. "OHH EMM GEE! He said THANKS to ME!" she yelled to the crowd. The crowd cheered loudly. "Ack..I swear, Nikki should've established at least a cheap tutor!" Yamato groaned inwardly. He hated to be in school. Everyone kept confessing their love to him. Everyone wants to know his personal life. His interests and what's his pet peeves. If only Nikki didn't agree to that stupid girl and her stupid plans . . . He tried to move out of the crowd, but people kept trying to touch him, grab if not grope him. The crowd followed him everywhere he went. Even as far as the bathroom.

The teachers usually had to keep them away from him by Saturday sac, but on days where Yamato changes his hairdo, just the slightest, they have to add Sunday Sac just to keep them from not drooling.

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Finally everyone was relaxed and "ready" to take the finals. Some people were idly chatting, gossiping or frantically doing last minute studying. Yamato was trying to balence his pencil on his nose. He's always prepared for big tests and therefore have a lot of self-confidence in himself. He would study before and after rehersals; and on tour. He searched the room, laughing to himself at those who didn't study. Then he moved his sapphire eyes near the back.

Now, since he came out clean about his sexuality, Yamato wanted to spend time with Taichi and well..become an item with him basically. But he wasn't so sure that Taichi was interested in him. He knew Tai was gay since they were 14 years old, but Yamato never got the balls to ask him out after he himself came clean. Yamato stared at the brunette talking to Izzy and watching them laugh and the like. He got slightly jealous of Izzy, getting to spend time with Taichi like that. He used to be Taichi's err..main squeeze. He crumpled a piece of paper that had his notes for his band. He found himself growling softly at the sight of someone else being close to Tai.

JUST because he was so busy with his band doesn't mean Taichi should stop trying to at least contact him! He knew the green-eyed monster posessed him; he let him in! "Hmph. I don't care about Tai." he lied to himself. "Hmm...maybe that contest wasn't a bad idea after all..." as the the bell rang and the students went back to their assinged seats.

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Taichi could barely concentrate on his test. For once, he has a lot of things on his on mind, other then soccar and Yamato. Wait, that was a lie. He was thinking about that essay contest that related to Yamato. He had barely finished 5 out of the 11 pages of the test and both of the breaks had already gone by. "NO. I will not let some stupid test pull me down!" Taichi said with a very weird look on his face. "Taichi, do you need to go to the bathroom?" asked the teacher with her hands on her hips. The other kids in the room started to giggle and or laugh. "Ahh, hahaha! No I don't, ma'am!" he laughed nervously as he scratched the back of his head. The woman squinted her eyes at him and then hushed the class down. "Alright, alright class. Settle down. Go finish your test." she said as she went back to sit down, finishing off the hot new English novel she had just recieved in the mail.

Taichi felt so embarrassed. This is one of the rarites that he gets out of this class; seeing Yamato in class. But Taichi couldn't pass notes. For some reason, no matter what the teacher's doing, she knows whenever he's passing notes to Yamato, specifically -- other times, she never catches him. "Taichi, no passing love notes during class!" she would say. Taichi sighed as he imagined the horrors of embarrasment because she actally read them outloud. In both languages. "I MUST finish this test...FOR YAMA-KUN!" he said boldly and proudly. In his mind of course.

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The period was finally over, and thanks to Tai's determination, he finished it on time. Okay, just barely, but he did finish it. He sighed and leaned on Izzy, as if he was going to carry him home. "Izzeh, I wanna sleep now. Is school over?" he muttered on Izzy's uniform, not knowing that drool was coming out his mouth. Izzy sweatdropped. "Tai, you idiot. It's only the first period of the day!" Izzy said as he tried to push Taichi off his shoulder. However, Taichi was stubborn and feigned snoring. "TAI!" Izzy pushed him off his shoulder, apparently so hard that Taichi landed on his butt. "Huh? What's your problem, Koushiro!?" Taichi said, in slight pain, anger and worried. "I gotta get to class!" Koushiro yelled as he ran off, hiding his face.

Taichi sweatdropped and blinked as he picked himself up. "Geez, Izzy must be PMSing." as he wiped the dirt off his green uniform. He looked up after picking up his dark brown vinyl bag to see Yamato, walking down the hallway. His blonde hair was a bit messey, his uniform looked messey as well. Taichi was as happy as a fanboy and started to wave, using his whole arm. "Hiiii Yama-Chan!" Yamato acted like he didn't notice Taichi. Taichi blinked, then ran up to him. "Yama-Chan, why do you look messeh?" he said, pointing it out his hair and unifrom. Yamato ignored him, and walked passed by him. "Yama-Chan! What's wrong? Too much hot groupie sex?" he waggled his eyerbrows as soon as he came close to him.

Yamato kept walking by him. "Yama-Chan! Why are you ignoring me?" he pouted. This stopped Yamato and he turned to Taichi. "Don't you have Izzy to bother?" he said, angerily. Taichi blinked and tilted his head sideways. "He already went to class!" he said informatly. The hallway they were in was realtivly empty, it was almost time for the bell to ring. Yamato gave him a snide look and said "Like I said, don't you have to bother him?" Then walked off after he made a left-handed turn.

Taichi took a few seconds, blinking. "Oooh!" he whined as he sit himself on the ground. "Why is everyone PMSing now? Right when I got to talk to him!" he muttered to himself, close to sobbing. Then. The bell rang. "Oh CRAP. I'm late..." he said, slowly picking himself up.

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A/N: Mmmm...3x Sorry that it took long. Sorry it's sucky and short. I decided to end there, a cliffy. I needed something to work with!