oh man...I just realized not long ago that the chapter three I posted wasn't the version that was complete and whatnot...oh well, it's up and therefore I won't touch it ever again...sigh... the newer version wasn't too different anyway

Closing Time
by Moonlit Eyes
Feels Like You're Falling In Love (Again) by Koala
"Well the washing machine inside you
Turns your stomach upside-down
You know you can't control yourself
For long
Feels like your falling in love again
Feels like..."

Yamato sat in the darkness of his room at three in the morning that Wednesday. His fists were clutching the sheets tightly as if they were a lifeline to reality.

He stood alone by the beach. There was no one for miles. No one, except him and the owner of the smooth tan arms that wrapped around his waist.

His heart was pounding in his chest so hard that he feared his dad would wake up from the sound of it in the next room. He knew he had to get his breathing under control as well, but the aftermath of his dream was preventing him from doing as much.

A hand came up and cupped the side of his face. He leaned into it, sighing contently. Yamato knew what was coming and felt the tingles of excitement rush down his spine as talented lips on his ear confirmed his expectations.

He'd hoped these dreams would have stopped tonight, but he received no such luck. It seemed some higher power was working against him. First by making these dreams return. Secondly by having a strange we're-friends-but-you-still-annoy-me-relationship with the object of his dream-world's lust.

He could feel himself being turned around to face the man behind him. Chocolate eyes smiled at him and suddenly that face was so close he could feel the other's sweet breath whispering on his lips. "I've been waiting for this."

"But something's changed. He doesn't say it right anymore..." Yamato's voice trailed off quietly into the silence. He bit the nail on his thumb, a bad habit he'd developed a few years ago, and tried to remember the voice from his dream.

"Really, I have, Yama."

Yamato glared at the nickname, suddenly remembering the bartender's insistence at calling him that these past few days. He hated it, really. In fact, Yamato hated it even more since the other knew he hated it.

"My Yama... Mine." They leaned together and kissed.

Tousled blond hair flew wildly as Yamato violent shook the rest of the dream from his head before the worst part could begin. With a sigh, Yamato finally resigned himself to a cruel fact: He wasn't going to get anymore sleep that night, there simply wasn't any way he'd be able to. Instead he stood and gathered some clean clothes together, suddenly desiring a very cold shower.

--

"So, anyway, I was sent here for a reason." Sonya sipped her soda, not really caring about what she was talking about. "I don't really see why. I mean, I already know what you're going to say. I guess the real reason I wanted to come here was because I wanna know the reason you were scaring our co-workers yesterday."

Taichi just looked at her oddly from his couch. "Whadya mean by that? I wasn't scaring anyone!"

"I heard you were humming at work. Humming!" Sonya looked at him from the corner of her eye.

"I don't really see Taichi humming as a crime." Koushiro mumbled out while typing furiously on his laptop.

"Yeah, what he said!" Taichi leaned on the couch arm and gave his defender a pointed look. "On a side note, that better not be illegal hardware attached to your Pineapple. I don't want some government official come storming in here 'cause you got caught stealing internet time off their satellites."

"I'm doing anything illegal, just downloading a few things that would take forever on a civilian's internet speed." Koushiro said distractedly, not noticing Taichi sighing.

"I am so not getting arrested for you." Taichi muttered before turning back to Sonya. "And you're outvoted, Sonya. Humming is thus declared not a crime!" He returned to his channel surfing.

"You were humming Butterfly!" Sonya declared. "Y'know, The Teenaged Wolves second most popular song of all time!"

"Wow," Koushiro suddenly became fully aware of his surroundings. "That is scary."

"What? I liked the band when they came out. You can like a band and not like the people in the band. That's not a crime either!" Taichi huffed. "Besides, I'm getting along with Yamato now. We called a truce."

"What!" Sonya spit out her drink, ignoring the way the Koushiro was frantically making sure his equipment wasn't wet anywhere. "Yeah, right, I'll believe that when I see it."

"It's true. Taichi and Mimi went to spy on Yamato and Sora at the movies Monday and they all ended up hanging out. Not a single fist was flown, if my sources were correct." Koushiro nodded, satisfied that nothing had soda on it.

"What? And who were these sources?" Sonya looked suspiciously at the redhead.

"A giggling Sora and Mimi."

"Giggling? What were they giggling about?" Taichi watched as Koushiro squirmed.

"Nothing." Was the reply as the younger male suddenly became very interested with something on his screen.

"Wait. So Sora and Mimi were giggling about it? Then Taichi is caught humming a Teenage Wolves song at work on Tuesday." The two roommates watched avidly as she calculated the facts in her head. Suddenly she gasped and turned to Taichi. "You like him. I mean, you really like like him!"

"What? No!" Taichi turned away suddenly. "I don't-- I mean where'd you-- I can't-- he's..." He sat there spouting off half excuses while turning red with every word that came out.

"Hmm, let's see..." Sonya sat up straight and tapped her chin seriously. "Stuttering, blushing, frantic arm waving, and signs of panic." She turned to the other sitting next to her. "So Doc, what's the diagnoses?"

"Denial." Koushiro nodded sharply.

"What? Denial? Denial." Taichi shook his head. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Ooh, looks serious." Sonya clucked a couple of times, shaking her head mournfully, and looked at Koushiro again. "So, what treatment is available."

"Nothing available for symptoms this bad. I'm afraid he'll have to accept his fate." Koushiro sighed and started typing.

"That's it? Nothing else you can do for my baby?" Sonya wailed dramatically.

"How should I know? I'm not a doctor!" Koushiro shrugged and went back to his work, once again lost to all outside his screen.

"You two are..." Taichi slouched into his seat and pouted. "Two against one, that's not fair."

"Well, if it makes any difference, I think we've just lost Obi Wan here to the Dark Side." Sonya stretched out her arms and stood up. "Okay, I'm off! Was a pleasant conversation but I've completed my task and now must go run my errands before work." She announced before strolling merrily out the door. At least, that was the plan. It was, however, interrupted by Taichi suddenly clutching her by the left arm.

"Don't you even think about spreading such blatant lies! It's not true and you know it!"

"Wow, that was a cool sentence. Been watching soap operas again?" At this, Taichi shrugged before remembering why he was clinging onto her in the first place.

"I mean it, Sonya!"

"Yeah, yeah. I'll just tell them you were in a good mood yesterday and that you called a truce with Yamato. Okay, Taichi-sempai?" He nodded. "Good, now let me go before I break your hands."

"Thank you, Sonya!" Taichi said relieved.

"No prob," Sonya said cheerfully before muttering to herself, "shame, juiciest gossip in years and it's so juicy that no one would believe me."

After she left, Koushiro looked up from his notebook. "Were you really humming Butterfly?"

"You still owe me, Kou-Kou."

"Why me?"

--

The next morning a very tired Taichi was found downing two pain pills in the kitchen. Ah, medication, one of the few things he still trusted his doctors on.

"Hey, Tai, what are you doing?" Mimi asked sweetly while gathering a few things from the kitchen. She was getting ready for the picnic they'd planned to celebrate Hikari, Takeru, and Daisuke graduating highschool.

"Taking something to keep my knee numb for the next few hours." Taichi looked down at his knee, remembering how he'd fallen that night. He wonder briefly how long it would act up like this. Pain pills didn't go good with his coffee.

"Use your cane." Mimi said absent-mindedly, trying to find a knife to use for the cake later.

"Why?" Taichi said annoyed. "I don't need it if I just take something for it now and then before work. Besides, how am I supposed to serve people while hanging on to that dumb thing?" He walked to the couch.

"Yeah, yeah. Anyway, we're going in a few minutes. Sora and Koushiro are meeting Yamato and will be there later. They said he's bringing a friend." Mimi smiled at him sweetly. "I hear he's cute and I can't help but wonder..."

"What?" He suddenly felt a little worried.

"Oh, nothing much. Just wondering if he's cute enough to drag your cutesy eyes from Yamato." She laughed at the face he started to make.

"I don't like him, okay?" Taichi protested, but then he decided to change the subject and avoid whatever she looked like she wanted to say "So you've never met him?"

"Who?" She went back to picking out utensils and what not.

"His friend." He rolled his eyes as he responded.

"Oh! Yeah, we both have. Remember that kid that always wore the sweater vests? When we all went to camp that one year?" She went to the closet

"The one that always carried around a first aid kit?" Taichi heard her make a sound to affirm his guess. "Somehow he doesn't strike me as someone who'd turn 'cute.' Maybe geeky..."

"The years have been kind to him. He's almost done with school to become a doctor." She stood back into the room with a few bags in her hands. "Ready!"

"A doctor?" Taichi sighed. "I don't trust doctors."

"Yeah, yeah, let's go!" And with that, they went off to the park.

--

"This is a bit terrifying." Hikari whispered quietly to the group around her. Miyako, Iori, Takeru, Ken, and Daisuke all nodded while keeping their eyes on the scene before them.

"Dude...this is, like, the first sign of the apocalypse or something." Daisuke stated.

"Do you think hell is frozen over yet?" Miyako took a sip of her bottled green tea.

"I hear Sora and Mimi were placing bets on when they'll start dating." Iori stated calmly before noticing that his friends had turned their attention to him. "What?"

"Are you sure? I'm still getting over the shock of seeing them being civil towards each other." Ken raised a skeptical brow. "I think I'll make a safer bet."

"Really? You're on!" Daisuke leaned forward challenging. Hikari and Takeru shared a look and sighed.

"Daisuke, you idiot, you don't even know what you're betting!" Miyako glared at the burgundy haired boy who just stick his tongue out at her.

"I bet 2,000 yen that they'll snap and have a fight of epic proportions!" Daisuke shouted out.

"I'm in!" Takeru grinned and turned at Ken who was sitting quietly with Iori. Both of the calmer boys were watching the older 'former enemies' laugh at a joke Mimi had told. The two objects of their bet then said something to each other before turning towards Yamato's friend Jyou for his reply. "What about you two?"

"Well..." Iori and Ken looked at each other for a second of silent communication before nodding their heads. "I don't gamble." Iori said finally and left to go get a drink.

"I don't always approve of it either," Ken smiled at Daisuke, "but you usually lose at things like this so I'll place a bet that says they'll end up lovers."

"What?" Daisuke shook his head and looked at his role model, Taichi, before looking at Ken again. "No way! They're way worse then how me and TP--"

"--TK or Takeru, pick one--" "--Takeru and I--"

"--whatever," Daisuke waved off the interruptions and continued, "how we used to be. There's no way they'll end up dating!" The goggled boy turned to Hikari. "What about you Kari? Do you want to get some easy money from Ken?"

"No," Hikari smiled sweetly with Miyako, "we'll be taking your money I'm afraid."

"Yeah, besides if they're worse than you and Takeru then maybe they'll be closer than you two after being friends." Miyako giggled with Hikari at her logic. "Count my money in."

"What's this? A betting pool? Gambling isn't good to start at such a young age." Mimi teased as she snuck up on them. "Besides, you shouldn't bet about your friends lives." She pulled out her wallet before Takeru and Daisuke could speak up. "I'll place my bet with the winning side, of course."

"This could end badly." Iori sat down again, armed with a drink and a disapproving glance to each of them. "Which is why I'm staying out of it."

--

Yamato sat in his living room that evening, staring at the television with confusion. This Thursday had been...interesting to say the least. In order for you to understand, we have to backtrack a few hours to the end of the picnic. We three-thirty came rolling around, the group decided to split up. The younger of the group went off to the mall. Jyou went with Koushiro, Mimi, and Miyako to do something somewhere without really telling anybody beyond "goodbye." Sora went off saying that she had to go to work since she promised her mom. That, suspiciously enough, left Yamato with Taichi. Alone. With no one else around.

"Um, I have to go to work but I could actually hang out for about a half-hour or so. So... do you want to do something?" Taichi asked with a strange smile on his face.

"Sure, I've got nothing else right now."

And off they were. They spent that time walking around the park and just talking. Afterwards, Taichi walked Yamato home before going to work. That may not seem to be very confusing to most except for one small thing.

"It seemed like a date." Yamato whispered. "A date. With another guy. With Taichi Yagami." He growled out before chuckling at himself. "I'm being stupid. It was nothing. Just talking and then he," he paused before sighing, "before he walked me home. As if it were a date. With another guy. With Taichi Yagami!"

After a few moments of replaying the day's events in his mind, the musician growled and plopped down all the way on the couch. "I'm making nothing of something--I mean, something out of nothing." He glared at the television as if it were the objects fault. "It was nothing. Just talking. We're not even really friends yet," he mumbled as his eyes drooped tiredly.

"See you tomorrow then, Yama! I had fun today."

"My Yama."

He snapped his eyes open with a gasp. "Ah shit..." he moaned and preceded to try and bury his head with a cushion.

TBC

Sorry I've been so long about this...life sucks XD Didn't like this chapter too much but that's because I'm too busy thinking about the next chapter...review and tell me what you think