The 'Red' Digivice Diaries Chapter 2: Relationships, a digimon fanfic

Red Digivice Diaries

Entry 2 - Relationships

By Lord Archive

This series is rated M for Mature for language and sexual situations without detailed desciptions. Even without graphic depiction of sex this series is still meant for adult readers.

Warning! This part contains sexual situations that may upset some readers. Do not read this if you have a narrow-minded view on how sexual relations should occur. I hold nothing but characterization sacred. As long as I can portray characters close to what they are in series, I don't care what they do or what happens to them.

Most guys don't know how to help someone with a relationship because they've never really been in one. I'm the opposite because I've always been in one. I've known Sora since pre-school and she's been a part of my life from that point on. We've always been friends, but when we went to the Digital World it became so much more than that.

Sora was my voice of reason when I got too hot to do things. She was the one I trusted the most. She was the one I could really talk to.

Then there was the fight against Mugen Dramon. He nearly killed us all at several different times, and we knew Piemon was so much more powerful than he was. How could we possibly defeat the strongest of the Dark Masters? Not to mention what was going on with Hikari in that fight. She had this white glow around her and sounded more like Tailmon when she talked. Then SHE made Agumon warp evolve, not me.

I was scared. I didn't know if we were going to survive. I had no clue what was happening with my sister. It was too much to bear. Then Sora came over to me and we talked about our fears and the upcoming battle.

We hugged each other for support, and then Sora kissed me, said she loved me, and then made love to me.

I couldn't believe what that had felt like, but it made me feel more alive and more like an adult. She gave me the courage I needed to stand up against Piemon, while she went to get our friends. I knew she would never fail me.

We've been lovers ever since then. It's part of the reason why a simple hair-clip caused one of our biggest fights. Sora holds my opinion very highly, and when I accidentally 'insulted' her looks, she became upset about it. I guess she was afraid I didn't really like her or something.

We put that behind us and continued on with our lives together. However, when you're happily in a relationship, you like to see your friends getting involved as well. So, I tried to help. What harm could there be?

"Whoa! Check her out!" Taichi almost drooled as a well-built, blond US navy woman walked past the park bench he was sitting on.

Yamato glanced over. "If Sora heard that, you'd be in a world of hurt."

"I can look. I just can't touch." Taichi smirked. "Besides, you can look and touch."

Yamato turned away. "Whatever."

"You'll never get a girl with that attitude."

Yamato shrugged. "Sorry, but I haven't met the right girl yet."

"And you never will unless you change your tune. There is no such thing as a perfect girl. You've got to work with what you've got to make her perfect for yourself."

Yamato couldn't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" Taichi asked.

"I'm not perfect?"

Taichi paled, hearing his girlfriend's voice. "Well, come on Sora, no one is perfect. And there's no one better for me than you."

Sora folded her arms. "So, you're not perfect either?"

"There are always exceptions to every rule." Taichi grinned.

Sora playfully smacked the top of Taichi's head and then walked off.

"We'll talk later." Taichi quickly followed after Sora.

"See ya." Yamato sighed and left the park.

Taichi and Sora quickly made it to their destination. He didn't like it that she had to pay for them, but she was the one with any real income. With key in hand, the two of them went to their room at the love motel.

Once inside, Taichi began to kiss Sora passionately. They wasted no time in sharing their love, failing to take their time.

Sora blearily looked up at her lover, and noted his concerned look. "What's wrong?"

"Sorry. I came into ya. Didn't have a condom on." Taichi hung his head in shame.

Sora shook her head. "Taichi, it's all right."

"But what if you get pregnant or something?"

Sora scowled slightly. "Pregnancy I can deal with, 'or something' and you're a dead man."

Taichi laughed nervously. "No chance of getting any VD from me. You're the only one I've ever been with."

"Keep it that way," Sora told him firmly.

"Right." Taichi stopped his forced laughter. "But what about pregnancy? We're too young to be parents."

Sora sighed. "Taichi, when we get married, the floral shop and my home become mine. As long as we keep the shop successful, we'll have a means to raise children."

Taichi gazed at her with concern. "But, Sora-"

Sora kissed him. "If you want to wait, we wait. I don't think we're too young anymore."

"What about school?" Taichi wondered.

Sora frowned. "I'd have to drop out if that happens."

Taichi frowned. "I wouldn't want to take that away from you."

Sora laughed. "I think I'd prefer being a mother to your children over a high school diploma."

"But if we wait, you can have both," Taichi pressed.

Sora nodded. "Fine. Just remember next time, okay?"

"Right." Taichi nodded. He went over to the end table and took a complimentary condom.

Sora smiled seductively. "I'm in charge this time."

And she was fully in charge as she gave her lover pleasure yet making sure she wasn't left wanting.

Sora tried to catch her breath, but felt like she just ran a marathon. As Taichi rolled back over and looked at her, she commented, "We really should do this more often."

Taichi shrugged. "I don't see how we can do that. Between our clubs and your work, not to mention occasional trips to the Digital World, we really don't have the time to do that."

"We can try to make time." Sora played with his hair.

"I guess." Taichi rolled away and looked at the ceiling.

"Is something bothering you?" Sora asked.

Taichi failed to look at her. "Not really."

Sora pouted. "You can tell me."

Taichi sighed. "It's about Yamato."

Sora blinked. "What about him?"

"Well, I love the time I spend with you, and he's got no one. I'd like to help him find a girl, but I don't know how. Especially since he's not helping any," Taichi explained.

Sora shook her head slightly. "Taichi, love can't be forced. We were lucky to find it as young as we were. He's going to have to find love his own way."

"There must be something I can do," Taichi returned.

Sora made him look her in the eyes. "Taichi, please, just let him be. If you make a mistake, it could ruin your friendship."

Even little Takeru has a girlfriend, a lover, my sister no less. But his older brother had to be dragged to even go on a date. Why can't Yamato take a lesson after his little brother and find a girl?
~~~~~

Taichi opened the door to his apartment and walked in. He noticed Takeru and Hikari at opposite ends of the couch looking nervous. He shook his head. "You two can be less obvious."

Takeru forced a laugh. "Right."

"Did Sora and you have a good time?" Hikari asked impishly.

Taichi shrugged. "Of course. Did you two?"

"Probably not as much as you." Hikari grinned at Takeru's discomfort.

Takeru's face was beet red. "Um, Taichi, anything new?"

"Yeah. Sora wants to get pregnant." Taichi smirked. It was so much fun to tease Takeru.

"Ack!" Takeru squeezed his eyes shut trying to get the mental image of Taichi and Sora out of his head.

"Oh, really?" Hikari hopped up. "You mean I might be an aunt soon?"

Taichi shuddered. "I hope not. SHE wants to have my kid. I'd rather wait until at least after high school."

"That would be for the best," Takeru agreed.

Hikari put a finger to her lips. "A new addition to the family would be kind of neat."

"GET THAT IDEA OUT OF YOUR HEAD!" Taichi and Takeru chorused.

Hikari shrank back. "It was just a thought."

"PLEASE, Hikari, we're still in grade school. I'd rather not have to deal with that," Takeru pleaded.

"How would being 'uncle Takeru' be hard to deal with?" Hikari asked seemingly innocently.

Taichi folded his arms. "That's not what he's objecting to and you know it."

"Spoil sport." Hikari pouted at Taichi and then turned back toward Takeru. "Believe me. I don't want to be a mother yet."

Takeru nodded. "Good. I'd prefer to wait several YEARS before becoming a father."

"Keep it that way," Taichi warned.

Takeru sweated nervously. "Right. Can we talk about something that doesn't relate to sex?"

"Sure. How about your brother's love life?" Taichi chuckled slightly. "There's no sex there."

Takeru scratched the back of his head. "Um, er, there isn't much to say about that."

"Come on," Taichi pressed. "You must know if there's someone he's interested in."

"Um, well..." It looked like Takeru paused in thought.

"Why are you asking?" Hikari questioned.

"I just thought he could use a girlfriend. And wanted to know if there are any girls he has an eye on," Taichi replied.

Hikari sighed. "Taichi, leave him be. Yamato already likes someone, but he knows it won't work."

"Why not?" Taichi questioned.

Hikari looked away. "Already involved."

Taichi wondered why Hikari had a nervous edge to her voice. The only reason he could think of, he didn't like. "It's not Sora, is it?"

Hikari shook her head.

Taichi shrugged. "Okay." He left to his room.

~An impossible love.~
~A love you wish with your heart to be.~
~A love that can never hope to be.~

Yamato stopped singing since he felt that his guitar was a little off key, and began to adjust it.

"Man, with songs like that, I'm surprised you don't have girls hounding you to be that 'love.'"

Yamato looked up from the chair he was sitting in. "Oh, hi, Taichi. What brings you here?"

"Not much. Thought I'd sit in on one of your rehearsals. By the way, where's the band?"

Yamato chuckled. "Rehearsals ended an hour ago."

Taichi scratched the back of his head. "Guess I'm late. But why are you still here then?"

Yamato shrugged. "Don't have any other place to be and I get a lot of thinking done here."

Taichi folded his arms. "Oh, really."

Yamato nodded.

Taichi leaned forward. "Thinking about a special someone that you don't think you can have?"

Yamato blinked. "What are you talking about?"

Taichi grinned detecting a little nervousness. "Found out you like someone, but she's involved with someone else."

Yamato turned away. "You don't know anything."

"Come on, man. You can't give up without a fight. So what if she's involved? You should try for it. You don't know if it'll work unless you try," Taichi insisted.

Yamato laughed. "What do you suggest? Go and kiss the one I love?"

"Sure, why not?" Taichi shrugged. "Let her know how you feel. She might surprise you."

"Taichi, please, you don't understand anything."

"Why wouldn't I?" Taichi returned.

Yamato scowled. "For one thing, you've always been with Sora. How can you know what it's like to watch the one you love be in love with someone else? You've never had to try to gather your courage to say how you feel to someone. You've never had to worry about being rejected."

Taichi crossed his arms. "Sora has rejected me. I've had to deal with her breaking up with me a few times. I watched as she dated YOU."

Yamato's glare hardened. "Then you make up in a love motel and everything is fine and dandy for you."

Taichi scowled at him. "And what does that have to do with it?"

Yamato returned the glare. "Not everyone is as lucky as you."

"You make your own luck," Taichi shot back.

"So, it's my fault that my parents are divorced then," Yamato retorted bitterly. "Because if it wasn't bad luck, then it has to be my fault."

"No, that's your parents' doing, not yours," Taichi replied flatly.

"But I still have to deal with it!" Yamato snarled.

"Yamato, calm down. There's no point in getting upset." Taichi patted him on the shoulder. "All I'm asking you to do is to take a chance. You don't know what will happen unless you try."

"You really want me to do that? To take a chance at the one I love and be damned with the consequences?" Yamato asked angrily.

"Exactly." Taichi nodded.

"Fine. Have it your way." Yamato stood up.

Taichi's grin was short lived as Yamato stomped up to him. He blinked in confusion as Yamato's hands raised and grabbed him by the head. Before he knew it, he had been drawn into a sensual kiss.

Taichi began to shake. His hand clenched into a fist. He pulled away and struck Yamato in the jaw.

Yamato fell to the floor from the blow. He looked up and saw Taichi standing there, eyes wide and body still shaking.

Taichi couldn't believe it, couldn't understand it. He turned around and ran out of the theater.

Yamato sighed and stood up. He wiped some blood off his lips and walked back to his chair. He picked up his guitar and started to play again.

~An impossible love.~
~A love you wish with your heart to be.~
~A love that can never hope to be...~

A little pushing, a little goading, and leading by example. Simple tactics to help encourage my friend to find himself a girlfriend. A girl could do so much for him, and I'm not just talking about sex. She can be your greatest friend, a confidant, someone you can't live without.

How was I supposed to know the one that Yamato loved was me? That he didn't want a girlfriend, but a boyfriend? That he's a fag? How am I supposed to deal with this?

At the time, all I could think of was how wrong that kiss had felt. How disgusting it was. I knew where I could go where a kiss felt good, the way it's supposed too.

Sora opened the door and smiled. "Taichi, what brings you here?"

Taichi's hands fidgeted while he walked into her home. "I need to talk to you."

Sora nodded. "Sure."

"Is your Mom here?"

"No, she's working in the shop. Why?"

"I don't want her hearing parts of this." Taichi glanced around nervously. "Perhaps we should talk in your room."

"Okay." Sora turned and led the way.

Taichi tried to sort his thoughts, but could only focus on the short skirt Sora was currently wearing. "Why are you still in your tennis outfit?"

Sora looked back. "Most of my clothes are in the wash. Why? Don't you like it?" She opened the door to her room.

"No. I love it." Taichi grinned.

Sora smiled. "Really?"

Taichi nodded and shut the door. He then hugged her from behind. "I need you," he whispered in her ear and then kissed her a few times on her neck.

Sora shuddered happily. "Anytime."

"Thank you." Taichi ravaged the girl with his wanton desires, not truly concerned with her enjoyment as he plundered her body. And Sora gladly accepted his desires for pleasure as he went all out. Making love to her as he had never done before. At no time did Taichi bother to use protection, nor did Sora remind him to use any.

Sora tried to regain her breathe once again and then turned over to look at her lover. She smiled ruefully at his sleeping face. He above and beyond all their previous encounters and she wanted to know why.

"Hey, Taichi, wake up."

"Go 'way." Taichi turned over. He then yelped as he felt his bare ass get pinched.

Sora crossed her arms and smirked. "Finally."

"What's up?" Taichi tiredly looked at her.

Sora pointed at the bed. "I need to wash my bed sheets so Mom doesn't see the mess we made."

Taichi blinked a few times. He noticed that Sora was wearing pants and a blouse now and then remembered what had happened to her last outfit. "Oh, right." He then went to get his pants and boxers off the floor. While putting them on, he noticed something. "Hey, my dick's clean."

Sora was gathering up her bed sheets. "Well, I cleaned you up a little. Didn't think you wanted my shit on you."

Taichi blinked again. "Your shit?"

Sora stared at him for a moment. "Don't you remember screwing me in the ass?"

Taichi paled slightly. "Ah, sorry."

Sora looked confused. "Why? I kind of liked it. Thought you did to."

Taichi just stood there in silence not sure what to say or think.

"Now, Taichi, care to explain what's wrong?" Sora questioned seriously.

Taichi sweated nervously. "What makes you think something is wrong?"

"I know you too well." Sora sighed. "And I know it has to be something big if you were willing to risk having unprotected sex in my room."

"Well, there is nothing wrong. I was just horny, that's all. I'll talk to you later. Bye." Taichi ran out of the room.

Sora dropped her blankets and chased after him. "Taichi!" She stopped as her front door closed. She made a promise to find out what caused this. But she also promised herself that she wouldn't find out what her mother would say about her love life any time soon. She had to take care of the evidence that Taichi had been with her first.

"Hey, Taichi, you okay?" Hikari asked cautiously as she entered the bedroom that she shared with her brother.

"No, why?" Taichi answered bitterly as he lay in his bed.

Hikari sighed. "I know what happened between Yamato and you."

Taichi looked at her in shock. "How do you know?"

"Yamato told Takeru, and then Takeru told me."

Taichi grumbled and rolled over. "How long have you known about Yamato?"

"I don't know." Hikari shrugged. "I always thought his reactions to you were a bit off."

"Why didn't you tell me?" Taichi demanded.

"What was I suppose to say? Would you have even believed me if I did tell you?" Hikari returned.

Taichi punched the wall. "But what am I supposed to do now?"

Hikari shrugged. "I don't know. You'll have to figure that out for yourself."

Taichi scowled at her. "You're a lot of help."

"Sorry, but I do want to help you somehow." Hikari forced a smile. "I'm willing to listen."

"I'm not willing to talk. Go away," Taichi snarled.

Hikari pouted. "But, Taichi-"

"Go," Taichi interrupted sharply.

Hikari sighed and left the room, she was about to sit down on the couch when the doorbell rang. She went to the door and answered it.

"Hi." Sora waved. "Is Taichi here?"

Hikari nodded. "Yeah, but he's not feeling too good."

Sora entered the apartment. "Do you know what's wrong?"

Hikari looked toward the bedroom door questioningly. "Yes, but I don't know if I should tell you."

"Please, I have to know. When I saw him today, he wasn't acting at all like himself," Sora pleaded.

Hikari blinked. "You saw him today?"

Sora nodded looking a little confused.

Comprehension seemed to dawn on Hikari. "He had sex with you, didn't he?"

Sora looked even more confused, but started to blush as well. "Er, yes."

Hikari glanced toward the bedroom she shared with her brother. "But he didn't tell you what happened this morning."

Sora shook her head. "No. What happened?"

Hikari fidgeted. "Well, erm, Taichi sort of challenged Yamato to confess who he's in love with."

Sora blinked. "I'm not going to like what happened, am I?"

Hikari shook her head. "No, you're not."

"Well, what happened?" Sora pressed.

"Yamato proved it by kissing me." Taichi stood at the bedroom door, slouching with his head bowed.

Sora clucked. "Oh, gods... that's why... oh, geez..."

Taichi nodded. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean for that to happen. I never thought..."

Sora saw how hurt Taichi looked. She walked over and hugged him. "You idiot. I warned you."

"I know." Taichi hugged her back. "How long did you know?"

"I didn't know. I suspected something like this, but I didn't know about it," Sora answered.

Taichi looked away. "I didn't even have a clue."

That wasn't true. I had a lot of clues, probably more than anyone else. I just wasn't willing to see them. I think that was why I was so hot to get him with a girl was because part of me suspected that Yamato was in love with me.

Sora and I talked for a long time about what happened. About how I felt about being kissed by a guy. About why I screwed her up the ass. Honestly I still don't know why I did that. Maybe it was curiosity, maybe I actually considered trying to be with Yamato, or maybe I was just too fucking horny to care. I just don't know.

None of that talking really seemed to help me figure anything out about what to do about Yamato. He was my best friend and then in one moment he became something else. I don't know what he was, but I just couldn't think of him as even a friend.

"Hi, Koushiro." Taichi waved as he walked into Koushiro's room.

Koushiro looked up from his computer for a moment. "Hi. What brings you here?"

"Nothing," Taichi replied simply.

Koushiro raised an eyebrow. "You must have some reason."

"I was bored," Taichi insisted.

"You're not fooling me. I know something is bothering you. So, you may as well cut the pretense and tell me what's on your mind," Koushiro told him.

Taichi shrugged. "You want to know what's on my mind?"

Koushiro nodded. "Yes."

"What would you do if a guy kissed you?" Taichi questioned seriously.

Koushiro looked at Taichi with a confused expression. "No clue. I've never thought about that. Why? Did a guy kiss you?"

Taichi looked down and blushed.

Koushiro fell over. "How did that happen?!"

"Well, I was talking to Yamato and, um, got him to admit that he loved someone." Taichi fidgeted. "And, well..."

Koushiro's eyes were wide from shock. "He kissed you?"

Taichi nodded.

"What did you do?" Koushiro wondered.

"I decked him," was all Taichi said.

"You what?!" Koushiro cried out in outrage. "How could you do that?"

"Simple. I made a fist and punched him." Taichi made a few fists, his eyes looking at them as if they were not part of his body.

"Taichi, do you have any idea what it took for him to finally admit that?" Koushiro demanded.

Taichi looked down. "I... don't know. Hey, how long have you known?"

"I've had my suspicions for a while. I wasn't going to act upon them until I had definitive proof," Koushiro replied.

Taichi threw his arms up. "Why didn't anyone tell me?"

Koushiro shrugged in response. "Have you apologized to him?"

Taichi glared. "No. Why should I?"

"Didn't you force him to admit who he loves?" Koushiro shot at him.

Taichi shrugged. "Well, yeah."

"And you found out, didn't you?" Koushiro crossed his arms. "You're the one who asked for it, he didn't."

Taichi slumped against the wall. "Is it my fault he's a fag?"

"No, and it's not his fault either. And I'd suggest you use a different term," Koushiro told him flatly.

"Why are you defending him?" Taichi demanded.

Koushiro folded his arms. "Because he's OUR friend. What he does in his bedroom is his business."

"He made it my business because he wants ME in that bedroom," Taichi returned.

"But you've declined and so it's still just HIS bedroom," Koushiro pointed out.

Taichi made some incoherent noises.

"It's really not much different than Daisuke and Hikari. Daisuke loves her even though she's with Takeru," Koushiro tried to explain.

"That's the way it's supposed to be! Two guys after one girl, not a girl and a guy after one guy," Taichi insisted.

Koushiro looked put upon. "Taichi. What would you have done if Mimi said she loved you?"

Taichi frowned. "Um. Well, I wouldn't have hit her. I'd just tell her I'm with Sora and nothing was going to change that."

"So why was it different with Yamato?" Koushiro asked in a deadly serious tone.

"Because he's a GUY. He KISSED ME," Taichi shouted back.

"And if Mimi kissed you?" Koushiro pressed.

Taichi let out a scream. "You don't understand."

Koushiro pointed at him. "I don't think you understand."

"Fine. Then explain why Yamato's a homo," Taichi shot at him.

Koushiro scowled. "Why homosexuals exist is unknown. There are a number of theories. Biologically, Yamato's physiology may be missed-wired so males instead of females sexually arouse him. Psychologically, situations in his childhood may have him feeling negatively towards females. For example, when his parents got divorced, the fact that his mother 'left' him and his father didn't may have caused him to feel that any girl he loves would leave him while a guy would stay. There may be other contributing factors, but no one knows why one person is gay and another isn't."

Taichi looked at Koushiro with a flat glare. "Thank you, 'professor' Koushiro."

Koushiro smirked. "You asked for it."

Taichi sighed. "But that doesn't tell me how to deal with Yamato."

Koushiro shrugged. "I really think it's simple. Try to think of the situation as if Yamato was a girl."

"But he's not a girl," Taichi pressed.

"He wants your dick up his ass. I'd say that's close enough," Koushiro tried to rationalize.

Taichi looked sick. "I could've done without that mental image."

Koushiro laughed nervously. "Sorry, but it's the best analogy I could think of."

"Can we talk about something else?" Taichi pleaded.

Koushiro shrugged. "Like what?"

"How about your love life?" Taichi asked.

Koushiro laughed. "What love life?"

"Anyone you're interested in?" Taichi wondered.

Koushiro shrugged. "Anything in a skirt would suit me fine, but I don't know how to relate to any girl."

Taichi raised an eyebrow. "How about Miyako? She seems interested."

Koushiro shook his head. "I doubt that would work out."

"Why not?" Taichi questioned.

Koushiro pouted. "It's the difference between hacking and cracking."

Taichi scowled again. "Japanese please."

"Miyako may be a computer nut, but she only goes as far as what is legal. She breaks apart the programs she owns and tweaks them to her liking. I will go through other peoples programs take bits and pieces I like and incorporate them into something else," Koushiro tried to explain.

Taichi frowned. "I don't follow."

Koushiro sighed. "Let's put it this way. Remember when we fought that internet digimon?"

Taichi shuddered at the memmory. "How could I forget?"

"You don't really think I have access to American military satellites, do you?" Koushiro asked him in all seriousness.

"Ah, no." Taichi sweated nervously. "Isn't that kind of illegal?"

Koushiro raised a finger into the air. "Correct!"

Taichi gazed at his friend with concern. "What if you got caught?"

Koushiro shrugged. "They were too busy to track me down that time."

Taichi raised an eyebrow. "That time?"

Koushiro nodded. "I kind of do that stuff on a regular basis."

"And Miyako doesn't and probably doesn't approve of that," Taichi guessed.

"Exactly." Koushiro went back to work on the computer. "Besides, I think she's kind of involved with Daisuke."

Taichi blinked. "She is?"

"Ever since Daisuke found out about Hikari and Takeru being lovers, every time I've seen him- he was with Miyako," Koushiro informed.

Taichi shrugged. "That doesn't mean much. He was really hurt when he found out, and I'm sure Miyako only wants to help him."

Koushiro shrugged. "Well, I wouldn't want to interfere, if that is the case."

At least Koushiro is straight. Of course, if he was gay, then I could try to use him to deal with Yamato. Not that I'd want to, the idea just grosses me out.

How do I deal with Yamato? Koushiro gave me a few things to think about, but it's still too much. It would be different if Mimi or any other girl said she loved me. I can understand girls wanting me. I can't figure out how or why a guy would want me. Guys like girls and girls like guys- that's how it's supposed to be.

One thing I have to figure out is if I want to be friends with Yamato anymore. We were so close before I knew his feelings went beyond just friendship. The only person I know better than him is Sora. At least I thought I knew him.

After knowing what he is, can we still be just friends?

Author's Notes:

I know the title, Relationships, isn't very good. I had planned on this involving Taichi's parents and Sora more as Taichi reflects on his changing relationships. That would've made this chapter more than twice its current size. So, some of what I had planned will end up in parts 3 and 8.

How does Koushiro know about Takeru and Hikari? Taichi told him already. Taichi's not very good at keeping secrets.