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Chapter Three: Complications

Yamato's POV

I was sick of this shit, always being yelled at by her, always being criticized by her, always having her treat me like her bitch. I was getting sick of it, so I told her what was on my mind, "Sora, tell me something," I said, while she was yelling at me, and she stopped, "Am I just your bitch? Or am I more to you?"

That did it; she got pissed of further, "How the fucking Hell could you even think that? Of course you're more to me, how could you think otherwise? That takes balls, Mr. Ishida, to ask shit like that. We're through."

I blinked as she walked out the door. All I did was kiss a boy on a dare, she was there, she said I could, so what the fuck was with that? Everything I did didn't match up to her "standards" of a person, every song I wrote for her, every sappy love note, wasn't good enough. I heard a thump outside, and ignored it, grabbing a cigarette out of my pocket, and putting it in my mouth. Right as I was about to light it, Takeru came trough the front door.

"Yama, you better have one for me or I'm telling dad you have them again," he said, in reference to the cigarette. One of Takeru's dirty secrets: he smoked after he had just done something stupid to mess up his love life. He did it after accepting Kari's invitation to go out with her, after he kissed a few boys while going out with Hikari, and usually after he had rejected Hikari's insistence that they have sex, so I tossed him one, knowing id get the story, "Oh, I just beat up your girlfriend after she tried to feed me a knuckle sandwich."

"Apparently, we're not together anymore, which is for the best," I said, lighting my cig then tossing Takeru the lighter, "She yelled at me for kissing Iori on a dare. What she fails to understand is that it meant nothing," But damn, boys are far better kissers than girls, "So I asked her if I was her bitch or if I was more, and she had a psycho moment and stormed out after breaking up with me."

"It happens Yama, it happens. Want to take a guess what I did this time?" Takeru shot back, before I had a chance to ask.

"Did you fuck Hikari? Or, better yet, did you fuck Taichi?" I asked, slightly amused at his response of a red face.

"Worse, Yama, I cried on Tai's lap, after I fucked Daisuke after falling asleep on Taichi's lap, after being broken up with by Hikari because she's a lesbian," he said, taking an extremely large puff on his cigarette.

"No comment little dude," I said, "But how was your first time?" I asked.

"It could have been worse Yama, I could have done it with a girl," he said, and smiled, as I started chuckling.

We sat there, not even talking as we finished up or cigarette, just enjoying the quiet. At one point, Takeru opened his mouth to say something, but though better of it. We both waited for about an hour before talking again.

"You know Yama, Daisuke really likes you," Takeru said, I looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Maybe it's time you gave boys a second chance."

"You were talking to Taichi I take it," I said, and smirked, Taichi. Another example of why boys kiss better, "Oh, have you heard? Ken is moving back here, I was just on the phone with him this morning."

"I take it you're having a party then?" He knew me too well, always having parties for small reasons, "And I'll take the initiative to invite Taichi for you. When is it going to be?"

"Saturday, and be careful, Sora will be there because she was invited earlier today before that happened, so you may want to bring brass-knuckles or something," I told him, and he nodded.

"See you Saturday then," He said, and walked out the door, and at that point he stopped, presumably realizing he didn't get a chance to do what he came fore, but it was late, so he started walking home again.

Daisuke's POV

I had never been so happy in all my life. My best friend was moving back, and if Takeru had been correct, Yamato had broken up with that bitch of a girlfriend. Life was good, in fact, life was more than good; life was great. There were very few things that could ruin it now, ad the chances of them happening had shrank drastically. Although, it sucked that I would have to sit through a week of school before Yamato's party happened, but it would be worth it. Ken's flight was coming in Tuesday morning, which means he would be in school Wednesday, and I would finally be able to see him again.

Those first two days went by quickly, I barley noticed until I woke up on Wednesday and realized I hadn't taken the trash out the night before. I had talked to Ken last night on the phone, before he went to sleep. He had a severe case of jetlag; I really hoped that he had managed to get some sleep last night so he didn't make a bad impression on the first day of school.

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After school, I met up with Ken, and we caught up a bit. We had the same classes all day, but we didn't get a chance to talk until right now. "Ken-chan! Wait up!" I yelled, as I ran to try and catch up with him. He had changed, a lot. Some for the better, some for the worse, but the only way I can even begin to describe it is like this: he was incredibly hot. The boy genius I remembered had become a teen genius with pierced ears, four holes on the right and two on the right, and spiky jewelry. It was amazing he managed to get through customs with that stuff on, but he did. His hair had taken a tone of bright, vibrant, green instead of its natural blue, and if I wasn't mistaken he had colored contacts in his eyes to make them appear crimson.

"Daisuke-kun, how are you? I haven't gotten a chance to talk to you all day." He replied, as hr grabbed my hand and pulled me to the nearest bench, "So, what's been on your mind lately? How've you been, what did you do, did you have any girlfriends, and boyfriends, basically; let's catch up," he said, and I had little time to process what he said.

"Well, I'm good," I inhale, lets see, what do I say, "Nice to see you, been trying to talk to you all day," I smiled a little, "I'm so glad you're back in Japan, I'm sure the States was fun for you, I've been hanging out, honing my skills at gaming, Koushiro started to teach me how to actually use a computer, so I can do more then download music and look at porn on the computer. Um, lets see, had one girlfriend, she dumped me for my other friend and later she turned out to be a lesbian, had one boyfriend, but lost my virginity to a boy spontaneously on a date last week," His eyes seemed to get wider, "But it meant nothing and we were kind of embarrassed after it, you?"

"Well, I spent the first few months missing Japan, but I picked up English pretty quickly, learned just enough curse words to get by at school without being beat up, came out to my parents, they weren't to shocked for whatever reason, have had three boyfriends, haven't had sex yet but I've done other things," He seemed to go out of his way to point this out, "My last boyfriend helped me with the hair and pricings, I'm going to let my hair go back to its natural color eventually, I got glasses and contacts," Explained the red eyes, "Also, I took fencing while I was in the States, because it was the closest thing I could do to kendo, speaking of which how are you doing with it? Won any championships lately?" Now he was teasing me about my kendo skills, something he used to do, when, well, anyways it went on like this until somebody came upon us.

Koushiro's POV

God, I hate light. I was walking in the park, because my parents decided I needed to get out and walk around, because ever since I got a job programming for companies, I had barely left the house for anything but university or to take the trash out. Plus, I didn't want to talk to my parents since they caught me with a boy one day while they were supposed to be out. Life had been awkward ever since, they kept trying to get me to date girls. Yeah, I'll date a girl when I meet one that that I like, it's what I did with boys, and In don't give a damn if they support me or not. I almost hesitated, but I remembered that I had secured my computers with multiple passwords, and well, I was nineteen, did I really have to put up with their shit anymore? Yes, because I don't have the money to pay for Internet access and an apartment and food. So unless I move in with somebody else, I have to live with them.

Anyway, I was moping around the park, being pissed off at life, when I saw him: Ken Ichijoji, he was hot last time I saw him when I visit the US as an exchange student when he first moved there, and now he was damn hot. His hair, eyes, and ears had all changed by artificial means, and my parents knew I had a thing for guys now, and if I recall he told his parents and they didn't care, so I should ask him out, because, well, I liked what I saw.

I walked up behind him, he was sitting on a bench with Daisuke, so I kind of felt guilty doing this, but oh well.

"So, Daisuke, what're you doing after the party?" Ken asked, right as Daisuke began to reply, and then saw me, and smiled.

"What's this I see? The great Izzumi out of the house?" Bastard. He knew what had happened, and knew that I had avoided leaving incase my parents tried to get on my computers.

"Good, Daisuke, good," and turned to Ken, smiled, and switched to English, «Kenny, nice to see you again. Having fun now you're back home? »

«Yes, I am. Is there any reason why we're speaking English? Daisuke is getting confused,» he said, pointing towards Dai. He had perfected an American accent with his English, nice.

«Because, your voice is more beautiful in English, and even more so now that you've gotten your accent perfect, » I said, as he blushed, «I was wondering if we could get together sometime, if you know what I mean?» I said, and raised an eyebrow.

"Koushiro, that was highly inappropriate, and no, I wouldn't. Ask me once I've gotten time to get settled, ok?" He said, with more than a mild irritation in his eyes.

"Ok, Ken, I will," I said, and added as I walked away, «Perhaps I'll get to hear your sexy voice another time,» as I thought to myself, Goddamn it, he wasn't going to as Dai out, was he?

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No, everybody is not gay, don't worry. And no, Sora wasn't supposed to be a bitch she's just defensive about her men. And, I'm writing with these facts in the back of my mind if I haven't clearly or end up not starting them.

- Ken and Koushiro almost went out in the US, that story may become a separate fic

- Daisuke and Ken "experimented" with each other for a while, then Ken found out he was moving

-Ken was going to try and ask Daisuke out on the bench.

Also, next chapter will center more on Takeru, I promise, but this is relevant to what I'm planning and I'm sorry it took me so long, with a school play, and English report, and a major test in multiple subjects, stuff gets in my way.