All right. I love this couple to death, but this is my first time writing it, so please bear with me! I don't own the characters of Digimon but if I did, Yamato and Taichi would have ended up together. Oh yeah, I'm not going to use the whole 'chan' 'san' 'kun' thing cuz I'm not too sure on the meaning of each one, so just deal with me! And little or no Japanese.
Warnings: Future Yamachi shounen-ai/yaoi/whatever you want to call it. Major OCCness, but that's why it's an AU! Also if I get a flame complaining about the 'gayness' of the story, I will whack that person upside the head. So if that makes you uncomfortable, please leave now or face the scary wackiness of my hand! Done with rambling and on with story!
"Hey, Yamato. What's up?" a male voice shouted out, running up to a boy dressed in all black.
The boy looked up and smirked, saying nothing. He had blond hair which was spiked up and his blue eyes were covered by dark sunglasses. He wore a pair of black jeans and a white t-shirt with black high top chucks.
The boy who had yelled caught up with Yamato and they were walking in step. "So ready for another year in the hell hole?"
"One more year closer." he said as they entered the building.
Everyone either moved out of the way immediately or fawned over him, but one glare sent them all scurrying away.
The two boys were soon joined by two others. The three were talking animatedly, but Yamato said nothing. He hated school and all it's fakes. Even his 'friends' were fake, they tried to hard to be cool that they didn't even have any personalities.
Yamato might seem to have the 'don't'-give-a-damn-about-anything' attitude, but in reality, he was one of the smartest students in school. He just choose not to try which angered his teachers, but he didn't care.
He finally lost his 'friends' and made his way to his locker and began to open it. Just as he opened it, a flash of brown hair flew by, crashing into Yamato.
Cursing under his breath, he opened his eyes to see a pair of brown puppy-dog eyes and a lot of brown hair. Blinking a couple times to clear his mind, he composed himself and pushed the person off of him.
Not even helping the person up, he turned back to his locker and grabbed some books. He heard the person get himself or herself, but didn't turn around. Grabbing his books, he shut his locker and turned around to meet the same pair of eyes he had seen before.
"Sorry about that…" a nervous voice apologized as the puppy dog eyes shut and a sweat drop appeared within the huge hair.
Finally broken from the trance of the eyes, Yamato was able to see the whole person. It was a boy, about his age, if not younger. He wore a pair of brown shorts, a blue t-shirt and white high tops. He was tan, the opposite of Yamato's almost vampire pale skin. He stared at the face with interest. If he had just seen the face, he would have thought he was a girl; he had such soft features.
Yamato must have been staring a little too long because the boy waved his hand in front of his face. "Hey, you okay?"
Yamato snapped out of it and glared. He said nothing and turned to go to his class, but he heard the boy shout after him. "Wait!"
Growling softly, Yamato turned and watched with silent amusement as the boy ran up to him.
Catching his breath, the boy grinned up at him. Yamato was surprised of the intensity of his smile. It almost seemed…child-like. 'No. No one this age could be that innocent.' he told himself as he watched the boy with a nonchalant look.
"I'm Taichi Kamiya. What's your name?"
"Yamato Ishida." The fact that his voice came out surprised the blond boy. He usually just walked away from anyone asking his name or anything else about him, but for some reason, the boy, Taichi Kamiya, was different.
An awkward silence fell over them until Taichi finally broke it but ruffling through his book bag. "Um, can you tell me where this room is?"
Yamato looked nonchalantly at the schedule and mentally groaned. "Same as me. Follow me." He turned and left, listening for Taichi to catch up with him.
When he finally did, they walked in silence until Taichi broke it again. "Um, Yamato? I'm sort of new here, so is there anything I need to know?"
"Like what?"
"Like who to avoid or if I should eat the cafeteria food on certain days or not at all."
"Avoid the sloppy joes."
Taichi grinned once again. "Thanks. Anything else?"
"No." The two boys reached the classroom and Yamato let out a small sigh. Taichi noticed and looked up. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Yamato said as he walked in, followed by Taichi. The moment he stepped inside, all the chatter stopped and all the attention was focused on the two boys. Taichi wasn't used to this, so he shrunk a little behind the blond boy.
Seeing the younger boy's discomfort, Yamato lead the way, shooting glares at everyone and anyone. They reached the back and Taichi shot him a thankful smile and sat down. Yamato sat down in the seat next to him and stared out the window, wishing to be anywhere but here.
"Welcome to junior year English!" a perky woman entered the room. Yamato rolled his eyes and leaned back. 'This is going to be a long year…' he mentally groaned.
"First lets get to know each other's names." the woman smiled once more. "I'm Miss Sato." She wrote her name on the board as everyone watched and Yamato shut his eyes. 'She's like a freakin' first grade teacher!'
"Who's next?" When no one volunteered, she turned to the back. "You. With the abnormally large brown hair."
Taichi looked up and tilted his head. "Me?" When Miss Sato nodded, Taichi smiled and stood up. "I'm Taichi Kamiya. I'm 16 years old and like playing soccer. I have a little sister who's 12 named Hikari. She's over at the junior high."
"Thank you Taichi. Now who's next?" She roamed the room until she landed on Yamato's 'sleeping' figure. "You. The one next to Taichi."
Everyone began to whisper. All the teachers had eventually given up on Yamato and let him be. This Miss Sato was the first to say anything to him for a long time.
When Yamato did nothing, Taichi nudged him. Yamato cracked one eye open and turned irritated towards the brown haired boy. "What?" he asked in an irritated tone.
"Miss Sato's asking you something."
Yamato groaned and opened both eyes, looking up to see Miss Sato's annoying smiling face. "What do you want?"
Miss Sato's face faltered a bit, but she instantly regained her happy expression. "Please tell the class your name."
"No."
The class whispered once again until Miss Sato quieted everyone down. "Why not?" she asked.
"Because."
"Because what?"
"I don't want to." He leaned back and proceeded to go back to sleep. What he didn't see was Miss Sato stomping back and slamming her hand down. The class jumped, but Yamato just opened one eye to see a fuming Miss Sato.
"Listen you little brat. I'm getting paid barely enough to living and I'm not going to deal with your attitude. Now tell me you name or I'll send you to the principal's office."
Everyone watched, holding their breath. Yamato opened both eyes, leaned forward into Miss Sato's face and smirked. "No."
Miss Sato's face reddened and she stood up, a forced smile on. "Fine. I'm sending you to the principal's office." She walked over to her desk and got out a form. She turned to a boy in the front row. "What's the punk's name?"
The boy said nothing, not wanting to invoke the fury of Yamato Ishida. Miss Sato didn't like this though and she fixed a glare at him. "Tell me or I'm sending you as well."
The boy gulped. "Yamato Ishida." He avoided the glare he was receiving and sank farther into the seat.
"Thank you." Miss Sato finished the form and fixed her glare on Yamato. "Mr. Ishida, take your stuff and go."
Everyone watched as Yamato collected his stuff and took the form. Before he left, Miss Sato lowered her voice. "When you come back, we're going to have a talk." Yamato scoffed and left.
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Lunch came and Taichi was eating by himself, thinking about that morning. 'Yamato Ishida is an interesting person.' he thought, taking a bit of his sandwich. Looking up, he saw a soccer game going on and grinned. Jumping up, he grabbed his stuff and ran over.
The players looked up to see an enthusiastic boy with big hair smiling at them. Before any of them could ask, Taichi spoke first. "Can I play?"
The players exchanged glances and nodded. "Sure. What's your name kid?" a boy with short brown hair asked
"Taichi Kamiya."
"Come on. You're on Yuki's team. Lets go!" The players began again with Taichi playing happily.
The bell rang and they all groaned. Taichi grabbed his stuff when the boy from before ran up, smiling. "Hey, Taichi. You're pretty good. Why don't you come after school and play with the team? Maybe you'll make it."
Taichi grinned and nodded. "Sure. Sounds like fun. What's your name?"
"Jiro Hidaka. See you around Taichi!" Jiro ran off to catch up with his friends.
Taichi smiled and began to walk back to his classroom when he saw a flash of blond. "Yamato?" he muttered as he followed the flash. Indeed, it was Yamato. He was leaning on a motorcycle, smoking a cigarette. Taichi frowned and walked up, snatching the cigarette away and throwing it down, putting it out.
Yamato growled at the boy. "What did you do that for?"
"Didn't your parents ever tell you smoking is bad for you?" Taichi frowned.
"My parents told me a lot of things. Doesn't mean I listen." Yamato swung a leg onto the motorcycle and put a helmet on. Taichi frowned.
"Where are you going? We have class."
"Can't deal with Miss Perky anymore." Yamato started the bike, causing Taichi to jump back in surprise.
"Ditching on the first day is bad." Taichi told him, crossing his arms.
Yamato rolled his eyes, but you couldn't it on account of the visor. "Sure…" He was about to drive away when Taichi stood in front of the bike. "What do you think you're doing, idiot?"
Taichi winched at the insult, but stayed firm. "I'm not letting you ditch class."
"Why would you care?"
Taichi hesitated a bit. "Cuz…I just do."
Yamato put his foot down. "You're not going to let me through, are you?"
Taichi shook his head, hair flying everywhere. "Nope." He grinned again as Yamato began to turn off his bike. Taichi walked over to the side.
"Sorry Taichi. Gotta go." Yamato speed off, leaving Taichi coughing in the smoke.
"Yamato!" he called out. Finally giving up, Taichi turned and heard the final bell ring. "Great. Now I'm late." He took off running towards the classroom, still trying to figure out the complicated Yamato Ishida.
Okay no Yamachi yet, but like I said in the warning it's in the FUTURE, so stay tune.