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Wow everyone, I'm overwhelmed by the amount of reviews I received in a very short amount of time! Thanks!!
Even Gods Dream: Glad you liked it!
Serenity Takaishi: Yeah, from now on all thoughts will also be put in italics. I hope that'll help. If not, please do tell! Thanks for reading!
kouji-cloud: Well, I might just think about it. Though I think I'll stay with yaoi pairings with this story. Actually, I'm thinking of putting in Daikeru. Lemme know what you think!
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JyouraKoumi: Jyoura and Koumi huh? Well, for this story, I'll stay with yaoi pairings. But if I get sufficient inspiration then I'll perhaps write about it in my next story. Anyway, I'll promise you now that all four of them will make an appearance in this story, as a couple, though I'll have to look out that I don't start bashing Sora… I'll promise I won't!
CHIcontrast: So glad you liked it! And thanks for liking the way I write Yama's blindness. It sure is hard!
"..." Talking
'….' Thinking (Yamato)
/….\ Thinking (Taichi)
…. Thinking (Takeru)
Thoughts will now be written in italics for your convenience! I'll re-upload the last 3 chapters too! Enjoy!
SightsBy now, we concluded that life is cruel. But what about fate? About Lady Luck? Are they cruel too? Because, for some reason, they fulfilled Yamato's wish these past few days. He constantly met up with Taichi Yagami… Or Yagami Taichi, as the boy himself prefers. Both are now struggling. Struggling with certain feelings… And what will be the outcome of these two struggles?
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Chapter 4
History
"This one please" Daisuke Motomiya said, paying for the new sunglasses. Yamato let out a sigh. He didn't really like this situation. He felt slightly embarrassed. He wished Takeru and Daisuke would just go away for a moment so that he and Taichi could be alone for a while.
"Alright Yamato, here are your new sunglasses, once again sorry!" Daisuke blushed, handing over the new pair of sunglasses to the blond. He accepted them and quickly putted them on. For some reason, Daisuke still hadn't noticed that Yamato kept his eyes closed and that the boy couldn't see at all.
"Well then Yama, we should probably head back home now." Takeru said to his brother.
'What? No! I don't wanna leave. I want to stay here with Taichi. Damnit Takeru, haven't you noticed it yet.' But how could the younger blond have noticed? Yamato's face was as blank as always, only with an occasional blush. Yamato was about to propose to do something with the four of them, just to stay close to Taichi but then the brunette yelled out: "Damn! I'm late for soccer practice. I really gotta run now! Sorry guys, see ya later!" And with that the older brunette ran away.
"Ha, stupid," Daisuke said with a satisfied smirk on his face, " I, Daisuke-sama, am never late for practice, I've never even missed one… Wait a sec… Taichi's late for practice… And we're in the same club… Oh damn! I'm late to! Damn! Bye Takeru, gotta fly! Bye Yamato!" And with that, the younger brunette ran away also, in the same direction Taichi had left. This left both blonds with smiles on their faces.
"Well then, Yama. Shall we go home then?"
"Yeah…" was Yamato's only response. 'I wanna be close to Taichi! I wonder if I could ever invite him over. But would he even be interested in a friendship with a blind? Let alone something more then a friendship…' Yamato's face darkened and his movements became slow. It took them about twice as long to get home then usual but Takeru didn't say anything. He did have his suspicions, though.
"Hey, Yamato, shouldn't you eat more? Normally you love this pizza? Is it not hot enough? I can put it in the oven for a minute or two if you want." Yamato's dad said, concerned. He knew something was wrong with his oldest son. He just couldn't figure out what, the boy was always so silent. The boy used to be so vibrant and lively. He had always been so, before… And sometimes it seems like only Takeru could really get his attention.
"No, I'm not feeling very well, I'm going to bed early." And with that, Yamato slowly made his way to his bedroom. After brushing his teeth, only taking a few seconds to brush, he made his way to the bed. Stripping down, he got in bed and tugged the covers over his face, covering his frame, curling into a ball.
Again, 2 am. The blond could once again not find rest. The covers were kicked of the blond's form by now. The boy was sweating. 'Could someone like him…? Could someone who's popular, nice and probably cute… Could someone like that ever be interested? How would he react? Is someone who's got such a good life willing to have a friendship with a blind? Could someone like Taichi ever fall in love with a blind? Heck, is it even possible for me to fall in love with someone whom I have never seen? …Nah, the girls are probably all over Taichi, I bet he has tons of girlfriends. He could never be gay… or even love a blind… Someone with a life like that… He could never…' And again, Yamato fell into a slumber, having dreams about people despising him, beating him and detesting someone like him…
Sunday morning. 11 am. The smell of eggs and bacon filled the house. However, this could not lift the blond from his slumber. Still exhausted from the restless nights, the blond lied on his bed, the covers carelessly kicked on the floor, a thin layer of sweat still covering the blond boy's frame. A bit of sunlight slipped through the curtains, lighting up the boy's face. He squinted his eyes, tried to open them only to fail, and turning on his other side. The doorbell rang, but Yamato just shut the sound out. 'Uhh… Sleep…Need… To… Sleep…' Yamato groaned. Everything seemed to work against him… That was until he heard the sweet voice of his younger brother.
"Yama? You awake? Well, I guess you are now…" The younger blond received a loud groan from his brother but continued nonetheless "… You have a guest." Takeru couldn't help but to smile.
"Waa? A guest? Who in the world would come over on Sunday morning?" Yamato complained, groaning from his lack of sleep. However, this was washed away when he heard the reply come from a third person: "Well, I guess I've always been a morning person."
"T-Taichi!?" The blond was suddenly sitting straight up in bed. "Oh, sorry, I didn't mean anything." The blond was now very awake, only to realize his very embarrassing appearance. He was only wearing boxers after all. He quickly groped around for the covers, but couldn't find them. Taichi didn't seem to mind this situation, though he was blushing awkwardly, scratching the back of his head… Yamato then found his pair of sweatpants and shirt he always kept next to his bed and put them on as fast as he could.
"Umm, well, what are you doing here Taichi? How did you know where I live?" Yamato asked the brunette. Finding the second question easier to answer he took a deep breath and said: "I called Daisuke 'cause he's in the same class as Takeru. I asked him to look up his address. For a moment I was scared that you wouldn't live with your brother but since you seemed so close at the mall and everything, I took my chances and came here… And well, I came here… because I… /Okay, how am I going to say this? I hope he won't freak out.\ … I was thinking about taking you to the park…" Taichi was now getting redder with the second, though Yamato of course couldn't see. "… And well, at the mall I asked Takeru what you liked and all… /This is coming out awkwardly.\ … 'cause I still feel a bit guilty about the whole glasses thing…/is he going to fall for that? Damn, I should've thought of a better excuse…\ …And Takeru told me you liked the park a lot…"
'Interesting… Taichi and me…Me and Taichi… in the park…alone… but damn, I'm so tired!'
With a sigh, Yamato let himself fall back on his mattress.
"I'd really love to… but I'm so damn tired…" 'Stupid! Why did I say that'
An uncomfortable silence washed over the two. Taichi was very disappointed but since it would seem to weird to just get up and leave now, he nervously looked around. It was actually a typical teenager's room; messy , clothes spread everywhere, a few bags, a couple of CDs and even a guitar in the corner. After a while Taichi finally said: "So, Yamato? You play guitar?" Silence… Then Yamato sits up again.
"I used to until I … I'm not really playing anymore." /It's a shame. I wish he could play something for me.\ Then Taichi noticed some teaching books about learning to play guitar. He picked one up, and looked through it. He didn't really understand anything of it. He was about to put it back when he realized something: the book was printed like any other book. It wasn't the special kind of book for blinds. /Was there a time when he could read this… Has he always been…\ Taichi gathered all his courage and then asked: "Yamato… have you… were you… Have you always been blind?" he blurted out the last part. Yamato winced at this question. He felt a part of his mind… his memories trigger, memories that he had locked up inside of him, never letting them out. He was overwhelmed by it all and while he was still a bit dazzed, he began to talk.
"I-I didn't always live with my dad. When my parents divorced, Takeru insisted on living with our…mother. We were already really close, Takeru and I, so I decided to also live with my mom, not wanting to be separated from Takeru. My dad was heartbroken so we made an agreement to at least visit him every other weekend and also on every other Wednesday he took us out. This went all fine for a long time. It was after about a year or so that it all went wrong. That is… until… a vacation. It was October, and it was getting really cold outside. My mom… she drank a lot. And… she always brought home this guy… he'd give her something, a little bag with… stuff. Mostly powders or …needles. At that time I didn't really know what they were. Once, I found that little bag in her closet and I opened it. She…caught me and… she hit me… She was calling me a thief… But she didn't say what those thing were. The only thing I knew for certain was that she gave that guy almost all of her… our money. Money that was meant for…us. Things like shopping money, money for clothes… Everything, she gave it to him. We were barely able to attend school, and we always wore very filthy and worn-out clothes… Takeru always had to wear things that were too small for me, and then I'd be able to buy some second-hand clothes in a shop. The clerk knew me, and she even gave me a discount. Then, one night, right after we came home from dad, we saw that guy leaving our house. He… was counting his money. We went inside, and my mom…she was very drunk. In one hand she held that little bag and in her other hand she held a bottle… it was probably beer or maybe even something stronger. Takeru was already crying by now, terrified of our mother. Heck, I was too. But I also knew that the little bag was the source of this all. So I decided to take the bag from her. But, even though she was really drunk, she fought back. And then, when I lost my balance she swung the bottle… and she… hit me… The bottle was broken and glass was everywhere…Blood was everywhere. I lost consciousness and… Takeru had to drag me away. But, him still being so small and young… he didn't even get out of the living room. And… our mom… she caught up somehow and threw us out. She said she had enough of us. That we were the reason we had so many money problems. We had just come back from dad and we didn't know how to contact him… and so…we lived on the street for about ten days. Dad always picked us up on Saturday morning from the station when we visit him for the weekend. But when we weren't there, he called our mom. She lied to him, saying we should be on our way to station. He told me that he waited for over an hour and then went looking for us. He finally found us in some alley but… it had already happened. Because we didn't eat very much we were very weak and… My wound got infected… and not just normally infected, they said it was some kind of virus…The doctors said it was very rare. They explained it to me but I didn't understand… something in the back of my brains that was controlling my sight was badly infected and… after 3 days…I…" By now, Yamato was crying… "I wasn't able to protect Takeru. When my sight disappeared completely, I couldn't protect Takeru anymore… all the bullies… They liked to pick on Takeru because he cried easily. And I…" Yamato began to shake slightly.
/What do I do? Should I do something?\ Taichi stood up, sat next to Yamato on his bed and he wrapped his arms around the crying blond. He pulled him close and Yamato gladly embraced the warmth of Taichi's body. They sat like that for a while. Then, Takeru's sweet, almost singing voice interrupted: "Breakfast's rea…" He stopped abruptly. The boy seemed to realize what must've happened. "He-He told you, didn't he?" Taichi could only nod. Takeru's facial expression changed, his eyes full of compassion towards his brother. "Yama still feels responsible… But, because of him… I was able to survive on the street… He…" Tears began to form in his eyes and he turned around. He coughed once, turned around again and said: "Yama, if you are hungry, breakfast's ready. Taichi, you're more then welcome to join us." And with that, the younger blond left, returning to the kitchen. After a little while, Yamato pulled away from Taichi, still sobbing slightly.
"I'm s-sorry. I didn't mean to… I wasn't going to tell it all… I…" Yamato became silent. Taichi's thoughts were racing. /He looks so sad… I wish I could cheer him up somehow… Wow, he is… beautiful… What am I thinking? I… am I…? Oh, screw it all. Should I… should I just kiss him now?\ 'Oh great, he must think I'm a sentimental fool by now. He's probably going to leave, why would he want to burden himself with someone else's problems?' Taichi moved in closer to Yamato, and Yamato noticed this, moving up his head. Yamato could almost feel his breath on his lips. /I..shouldn't. He's to vulnerable right now. It wouldn't be fair.\ 'Is he going to…?' But at the last second, Taichi pulled away. He tried to sound as energetic and happy as he could, trying to pretend nothing almost happened. He stood up and said: "Well then, we should get breakfast, shall we?"
"Y-Yeah" Was all Yamato could mutter. And with that they made their way towards the kitchen, trying to enjoy the lovely smell.
To be continued
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Whoops, this took longer then expected. I had this chapter ready for 2 days but wouldn't allow me to upload anything… Anyways, thank you all for your kind reviews. It really speeds things up. Btw, there's something I wanna ask you all. What do you prefer? Short chapters and fast updates or longer chapters but also a bit slow updates? Thanks! Please keep reviewing! I'm always very excited when I see I have another review. Let's aim for 20/25! Deadly silence… Oh fine! pouts and leaves the stage.