I think I forgot this little part in the last chapter. I don't own Digimon. But, I do have a plan to steal…Evil laugh
Hello everyone. Thank you for reading. I haven't really got much to say here, so I'll just say I'm going to leave the genre at angst until I am completely sure where this story is going.
Now, it is officially time to thank my reviewers:
Angel of the Night 213: I'm love it too! That's probably why I'm writing it…And don't worry, no Sora and/or Mimi bashing. I love them both, just not with my cuties! (starry eyed)… I'll check urs out soon since u took time to review mine. This time…I'll give out… lemon squares. Thanks for your review.
jenn120: I'm glad you liked it. Um…I think u might mean please update, but I'm just guessing. Here are your lemon squares and enjoy!
JyouraKoumi: Hey, you're back! Ya! Hm…I might take those couples in mind, but Yamachi is the main couple! Hope you liked the cookies because today you get to have lemon squares.
Celdria : Wow, my story actually made someone amused? I'm so happy! I hope u have many amused days ahead! Here are your lemon square.
krad : Taichi is too adorable to be the seme…I just can't help it! I'm not bashing it, I just think he's soooo cute! Oh, before I forget, here are your lemon squares
Whoops…almost forgot…warnings. They are: 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!
Thank you guys for your reviews! And now after pointless babbling, here is chapter 3.
By the time Taichi got home, it was dark. Letting out a silent sigh, he walked up to his apartment and opened the door.
"Mom? Dad? Kari?" he called out, taking off his shoes and dropping his books in the hallway. "Anyone here?"
He walked into the kitchen and saw the note that was left for him:
Taichi,
Your father, Hikari and I have went to visit Grandpa Kamiya. Please stay out of trouble. We'll be home in a week.
Love, Mom
Grinning, Taichi let out a little squeal. "Yes! Home alone!" He did a little victory dance, but danced into the table.
"Ouch!" he exclaimed, clutching his knee. "That hurt…" he whined, limping to the bathroom to clean up the knee and his face.
Ten minutes later and a lot of whining and whimpering, Taichi came out, bandages on his face and knee. Letting out a sigh, Taichi reached for the phone and dialed for pizza.
"One large combination delivered to…" Taichi gave his info and hung up. Deciding he couldn't stand the wait, he made a sandwich. After grabbing a soda, he plopped onto his couch and turned on the TV.
"…wrinkles go away immediately!" a cheesy announcer came on. Having earned the title of 'Chief Channel Changer', Taichi flew through the channels. Deciding there was nothing on, he turned the TV off and laid down, staring at the ceiling.
As he laid there, staring into space, Yamato's face appeared on the ceiling, smirking. Blushing like mad, Taichi shook his head, trying to get rid of the image. "I do not like Yamato…" he told himself, but was too tired to care. Deciding to take a little nap, he closed his eyes and fell into a unconscious state.
Next thing he knew, there was a blond teen standing over him! Shouting out, Taichi flared his arms around and fell off the couch.
"Ouch…" he grumbled, rubbing his bruised knee. Hearing laughter, Taichi looked up to see a miniature version of Yamato!
'Why do I instantly think of him? Why not anyone else?' he mentally berated himself. Clearing his mind, he stood up and looked down on the smaller boy.
Now that he had a better view, he could see how he would think it was Yamato. Same hair, same eyes, same skin tone, same body build. But that's where the similarities end.
This kid looked preppy. He was wearing a pair of khakis with white shiny tennis shoes. He wore a white T-shirt with the logo Pizza My Heart on it in red letters. His eyes might have looked the same as Yamato, but they were sparkling with amusement, not muted with sarcasm. His mouth was turned into a grin, having stopped laughing, but the grin was different from the smirk.
"Um, Taichi Kamiya?" the boy asked, his boy cracking with sound of puberty.
Recovering, Taichi nodded. "Yeah. How much?"
"Twenty dollars."
Grumbling about how the pizza better be the best for that price, Taichi went into the hallway to grab his bag with his money. After taking it out, he walked back and paid the kid.
"Thanks. Pizza's on the table. Good night, Mr. Kamiya." the kid smiled and left.
Taichi stood in shock. "I don't like that kids smile. It's like he knows something I don't…" But he shook his head and went to begin his feast.
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The blond kid walked out of the building and ran, avoiding the rain, to a black car. Opening the door, he shivered a bit at the hot air hitting his body.
"Cold much, TK?" a masculine voice teased.
"Stop calling me that, Matt…" the kid, TK, muttered, trying to get warmer.
Matt smirked and started the car. "So why were you in there so long? Having a little too much fun, little bro?" He laughed at his brother's cheeks reddening.
"Shut up, Matt. The dude was sleeping. I had to go to the manager and ask for a key."
Yamato pulled out and drove down the street, eyes on the road, but he wasn't letting the subject drop. "Why didn't you just leave the pizza at the door?"
TK shot a glare at his brother. "Do you want me to loose this job?"
"I still don't get why you have to have a job that requires me driving you around."
"Just stuff it Matt. I'm giving you 30 of the profits."
"Should be getting 50." Yamato grumbled, smirking at his brother's exasperated sigh. "So who was this person anyway?"
"I don't know. I think his name was Taichi or something…" TK couldn't finish his sentence because the car swerved a little. "Geez, Matt! Could you not kill me?"
"Takeru, did you just say Taichi?"
"Now you use my real name…" Takeru grumbled, but stopped when Yamato shot him a glare. "Yes I did. What's so shocking about that? Is he your new lover or something?"
An awkward silence passed through the two brothers and Takeru let out a little gasp, eyes widening. "Oh my God! He is!"
Yamato blushed, which made Takeru laugh even more. He never saw his brother blush and this was a great moment to catalog in his mind for future blackmail moments. "So how is he?" Takeru laughed as Yamato blushed even redder. 'This is classic! Yamato actually not all self absorbed!' he laughed in his mind.
"Shut up, TK…" Yamato smacked him in the back of the head and returned to driving, ignoring the grumbling and whining coming from the child.
So that was it. I actually think this is shorter than the last one...I'm sorry! I promise the next one will be longer. I know there were no fluffy Yamachi moments, but we got to see Yamato blush! I think that makes it worthwhile! Please tell me what you think of this story. I would be eternally grateful. (In other words: Please review.) I'll try to update faster, but no promises!