I don't own Digimon, and I nearly got arrested for stealing it! Woe is me...and my botched plan!
Okay everybody. I'm trying really hard to lengthen these. Like super crazy hard. Anyway, I hope you enjoy it, despite the fact that it is might challenged in the length department. But, before you read the chapter, there are 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!(Technically you should be gone already due to warnings in previous chapters, but some people are just really dim).
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And now, after paragraphs of endless rambling: ON WITH CHAPTER FIVE!
The first thing that came to Taichi's mind was 'Why does my pillow smell so good?' Pushing against it, he stretched and fluttered his eyes opened. The image in front of him made his jaw drop.
Yamato was grinning at him. "Morning sleepy head."
Taichi instantly pushed off and scooted as far as he could to the other side. 'Why the hell did I fall asleep on Yamato? God! He probably thinks I'm a gay freak!'
While this ranting was occurring in Taichi's head, Yamato had gotten up and had begun folding the blanket. Taichi finally snapped out of it and shook his head. Clearing his throat, he stood up. "What time is it?"
"Almost eleven."
Taichi's eyes popped open. "Two hours have passed? Holy crap! I have so much homework!" He ran to his bag and grabbed all his stuff.
Yamato watched as the boy ran into the kitchen and threw his books down and opened his math book. Deciding it was time to leave, Yamato was leaving when he heard a cry from the kitchen.
Heart beating fast, Yamato strode over to the kitchen. "What's wrong?"
"I don't get this homework!" Taichi cried, letting his head fall down.
Yamato rolled his eyes. "Is that all?"
"What do you mean is that all! I have 2 pages worth of math and I don't understand it!" Taichi cried in a mixture of frustration and anguish.
Sitting down, Yamato pulled the book towards the middle and looked at the problem. Taichi watched in confusion until Yamato looked up, smirking.
Taichi blushed as he looked downward. "What are you doing?"
"What does it look like? I'm helping you." Yamato looked back down to the book. Taichi didn't understand the complex mind of Yamato, but decided to go with it.
The next thing they knew, the clock was striking twelve. The two boys looked up and Taichi yawned. "It's way too late to do this." He stood up and stretched.
Yamato stood up and crossed his arms. "We're done."
Taichi's eyes widened. "We are?" He looked down to see finished math homework that looked right. "Oh my God, thank you so much!" He exclaimed, hugging the blond boy.
They both stood in awkwardness until Taichi pulled away, blushing like mad. 'Why the hell did I just hug him? Someone please kill me now!' he screamed in his head. Attempting to regain his composure, he cleared his throat and stood up tall, sweat dropping as he fell a couple inches shorter than the blonde. 'Oh well, make do with what I have…' he sighed mentally as he bowed.
"Thank you, Yamato." Taichi shut his eyes and blushed feeling a hand on top of his head.
"No prob. I better go before TK freaks out." Taichi must have had a confused look on his face because Yamato smirked. "Miniature version of me. He delivered your pizza."
A light bulb went on over Taichi's head. "Oh! Him." He smiled his usual smile but it had a little bit of tiredness mixed in with it.
Yamato nodded. "Yep and it's my turn to take care of him so I gotta go. See you tomorrow." He gave a little wave and walked out, leaving a flustered Taichi.
"What's wrong with me? I can't like him, can I?" A darkness came over Taichi's eyes and they watered. "No I can't." He shook his head and went to bed.
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Yamato was driving home, mind back at the apartment with a certain bushy haired boy. "Why did I let him fall asleep on me? And why do I get this feeling that I have to protect him? I'm not gay…" He told himself as he stopped at a stoplight.
The light turned green and he sped off. "It's probably nothing. Just a 24 hour bug. I'll be fine by tomorrow." He pulled into the apartment complex and let out a sigh as he turned off his car. "Who am I fooling?" he muttered as he locked the car and went inside to sleep.
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"Chi, I have something to tell you…" Yamato muttered, looking deep into Taichi's eyes.
The boy tried to pull away from the intense stare, but he was locked in an embrace by Yamato. He turned his head away, but Yamato gently brought his face forward so Taichi had to look into Yamato's eyes.
"What is it Yama?" Taichi blushed at the nickname he had given the blond.
"I'm not sure how to say this, but…" The blonde faltered for a moment.
Taichi waited anxiously, his eyes morphing into the puppy dog faze. "Just say it. I won't laugh. I promise."
Yamato looked down at Taichi and smiled a genuine smile, a warm smile. "That's why I love you, Chi."
Taichi's eyes widened. "Love?" he muttered, but was cut off when Yamato lowered his head to capture the virgin lips of his. Taichi watched with eyes half-opened, but did nothing to stop it. "Yama…" he murmured against the lips of the blond.
"Yes Chi?" Yamato brushed Taichi's lips, not quite connecting.
"Why me?" he asked, eyes fluttering close.
"Because…"
"Good Morning Tokyo! It's a beautiful Tuesday morning! Rise and shine!"
Taichi let out a screech and fell out of his bed. Grumbling quietly, he shut off his radio and let out a yawn.
"Weird dream…" he muttered, trying hard to not think about it as he began to get ready for school.
Twenty minutes later, Taichi was dressed and ready. "I might actually be on time for once…" Looking at the clock, Taichi's eyes widened.
"Or not!" he exclaimed, running out the door and down the hallway. Deciding to not wait for the elevator, Taichi ran down the stairs and out the door.
An elderly woman was watering her lawn next door. "Good morning Taichi." she waved.
Taichi waved back. "Good morning Mrs. Suzuki!" he shouted back as he ran down the street towards his school.
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Yamato got out of his car and groaned as all his 'fan girls' surrounded him. Snarling slightly, they all backed off, but still stared lovingly.
"Hey Yamato! Where were you last night?" The boy from the first day (the one in all black), Goro, ran up to the blond, followed by the other two boys, Rai and Kaemon.
"Yeah. We had practice, or did you forget?" Rai frowned.
"I didn't forget. I just didn't feel like going." Yamato walked away, but were followed by the three.
"What do you mean, you didn't feel like it? We have a gig in a week and we haven't practiced!" Kaemon yelled, stepping in front of the boy, blocking his way.
Yamato snarled, but Kaemon didn't step away. He stood his ground, glaring at the boy. "Is the band not important to you anymore?"
"Don't be stupid! Just because I didn't go to one practice doesn't mean I've lost interest! Now step away."
Kaemon glared at the boy a little more, then sighed, stepping out of the way. "Fine, but if you want to quit, tell us and don't bring us down!" He yelled after the blond.
"Annoyance they are sometimes…" Yamato groaned quietly as he strode across campus, snarling at anyone who even looked at him funny. The only thing that brought him out of his state was a flash of brown running straight at him.
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"So late…so late!" Taichi groaned, thanking the Gods for keeping him in shape with the soccer playing he does. He wasn't paying attention to where he was running and hit something hard.
Flying backwards, Taichi moaned as he landed on his ass. "This just isn't my morning…" he mumbled, collecting the fallen items he had dropped.
Once he was done, he stood up and turned to apologize to whoever he had ran into. When he saw who it was, his inner chibi went crazy.
'Why is it always Yamato! Someone please tell me this!' it screamed, jumping up and down in fury and frustration.
As this inner chibi was going crazy, the outer boy seemed calm and collected as he struggled to keep his blush down. "Sorry about that." he apologized.
"No prob." Yamato smirked and began to walk. When Taichi didn't follow, he turned and frowned. "Are you coming?"
Taichi blushed and nodded. "Yes…" he stuttered and followed the boy.
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They reached the door of the classroom and went on in. Yamato was instantly bombarded by girls giggling quietly and pointing with their love-sick eyes. Some shot Taichi angry looks as well.
'Why are they mad at me? I didn't do anything…' Taichi asked himself, avoiding the glares he was receiving.
Yamato noticed the shorter boy's discomfort and saw the reason why. Barley holding in a growl, he grabbed Taichi's hand and led him to the back.
Taichi instantly went red. 'Why is he holding my hand? And why don't I mind? And when did I begin to talk to myself?'
'Because…'
'Holy crap! There's someone in my mind!'
'Idiot…It's me, your conscience.'
'Since when are you able to talk?'
'Since you began to talk to yourself. But that's besides the point. Why are you freaking out about Yama holding your hand?'
'I am no…Wait! You can't call him Yama!'
'Why? It's not like he's your lover or anything…yet.'
'Shut up…'
While this conversation was going on in Taichi's mind, Yamato had sat down and shot him a concerned look. His face was contorted, as if he was mad at someone in his mind.
"Taichi…"
His voice brought the boy out of his daze and Taichi looked down in confusion. "What?"
"You've been standing for five minutes in the same place." The same concerned look stayed.
Taichi grinned and sat down. "Sorry. Just zoned out there for a moment."
"Sure…" The look fell and Yamato turned towards the teacher entering, still thinking about the boy and what he felt for him.
Okay, I think it's a little longer, and if it's not, I apologize. Thanks for reading. Kisses to all of you, and an extra one if you review. Peace out.