Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. I am BROKE.
Summary: Matt is an escort. An ESCORT! Not a hooker, as most people choose to believe. That is until he meets Taichi Yagami and his remaining morals seem to desert him. Taito!
Rating for sexual scenes and language.
Chapter 6 - The Search for Something More
"Ah! Get off me you pervert!" Matt cried, laughing loudly as Tai grabbed him round the waist and squeezed tightly.
"Pervert?!" Tai exclaimed in mock horror, eyebrow raised inquisitively. "I bet I'm nothing compared to some of the clients you get!"
"True, true," Matt admitted, attempting to wriggle away from the brunette's firm grasp with little success.
Pouting in defeat, the blond finally went limp, suddenly realising with a jolt of surprise that Tai's face was right in front of his own. Blushing softly, he opened his mouth to say something, anything to distract himself from the brunette's close proximity. This action however, only succeeded in encouraging Tai more.
Grabbing the opportunity, the brunette leant forward, catching Matt's opened lips in a small caste kiss.
Blinking in surprise, the blond tried to contain his smile, fixing Tai with a angry glare. "Keep doing that and I'll scream rape, you pervert!"
The brunette laughed, stroking Matt's golden head with growing affection. "That would just be mean!"
"Don't care," Matt mumbled in reply, waiting for Tai's next move with anticipation. He certainly did not want to be caught off guard again. Although they had only known each other a for a short amount of time, the brunette always seemed to have a funny way of surprising him.
It had been a week since Matt and Tai's first 'date' and Tai had continued to pay for Matt's company every night. So far they had been to the cinema, hung out at the brunette's apartment and even went out to a restaurant.
Both enjoyed the time spent together, although neither would admit their growing feelings for the other, even to themselves.
Matt was firmly in denial, constantly telling himself that he was only going out with Tai purely for the money, despite the fact that he always seemed to wait in anticipation for their next 'date'. On some level he knew that his unspoken arrangement with the brunette would soon have to end, as he couldn't avoid his other clients forever.
Ever since he had started going out with Tai on a regular basis, he had started to neglect his other customers. As long as the brunette was paying for his company, he found it a suitable excuse to ignore all other clients, because after all, money was money. However if he carried on the way he was going, he wouldn't have any regulars left, and there was no way Tai could afford to pay for him forever.
Brought out of his sombre thoughts as Tai stroked his cheek softly, Matt looked up, meeting the brunette's concerned eyes.
"Is something wrong?" Tai asked, evidently having noticed the unhappy look the blond had gained.
Shaking his head slightly and licking his lips self-consciously, Matt smiled forcefully, attempting to forget the fact he would soon have to go back to his regular clients. "I'm fine. Just thinking."
Tai grinned, apparently satisfied with Matt's excuse. "About me?"
The blond rolled his eyes, amused by the brunette's self-absorbed attitude.
"Yes Tai. I was thinking about you. All I ever think about is you," Matt cried dramatically, smirking softly.
Tai raised his eyebrows, a small smile gracing his lips. "I hope that wasn't sarcasm I hear."
"Nope. Of course not."
"Oh good," Tai said huskily, leaning down until he was breathing in Matt's ear, "because that's not very nice."
Shuddering slightly at the contact, Matt glared at the brunette, pushing him away gently. "Invading personal space."
"Sorry," Tai grinned, not looking sorry at all. "But how much personal space are you expecting to have, cramped on a small couch?"
Matt rolled his eyes, shifting himself slightly so the weight of Tai's body stopped crushing him.
They were both led across his sofa in his lounge, the brunette spread out on top of him, putting the blond at an immediate disadvantage. Tai however, seemed to enjoy his vulnerability, as he was certainly making the most of it.
Whenever Matt attempted to watch the film (today they were watching the Godfather), Tai would place random kisses over his neck and shoulder, or caress his hip lightly with tanned fingers. The butterflies that erupted in Matt's stomach at every touch were driving the blond utterly insane. He felt like pushing the brunette as far away as possible, just to spare himself the foreign feelings that were making him feel uncomfortable. He wasn't supposed to feel all fluffy about a client.
"You know, you have to go in a minute," Matt pointed out, glancing quickly at the clock. It was almost midnight, meaning Tai's time was almost up, and Matt wanted to try and remain as professional as possible. Letting the brunette stay longer than he was supposed to, would probably lead to things Matt would later regret.
"Oh," Tai moaned, running his fingers through Matt's hair. "Do I have to?"
"Yes."
Smiling slightly at Matt's immediate response, Tai placed a kiss to the escort's temple, enjoying the feel of his soft skin. "It's not like we haven't shared a bed before."
"You weren't a client then," Matt replied, rolling his eyes, kind of flattered that Tai was so persistent.
"Ok fine," the brunette said reluctantly, lifting himself off the blond and climbing to his feet. "I can take a hint."
"But I'll see you tomorrow though, right?" Matt asked, ashamed at the hopefulness that had crept into his voice.
Tai laughed, nodding eagerly. "Of course. Same time, yea?"
Matt smiled, taking the money Tai offered him happily and leading him to the door.
"See you tomorrow," the brunette said, leaning towards the blond and planting a swift kiss to his lips.
Smiling against his mouth, Matt pushed forwards slightly, unable to resist deepening the kiss. Feeling Tai's tongue mingle with his own, the blond fought back the urge to moan, encircling his arms around the brunette's neck.
Realising that if he didn't stop soon, he'd never be able to pull back, Matt pushed away, panting softly.
"I'll see you tomorrow," the blond said, attempting to regain his composure, knowing that his face had flushed so much he probably looked like a tomato.
Tai unfortunately, noticed anyway. Patting Matt's cheek softly, he laughed in amusement, ignoring the scowl the blond was sending him. "Your so cute!"
"Out!" Matt cried, giving the brunette a less than friendly shove.
"I'll pick you up tomorrow then shall I?!" Tai laughed, pressing another soft kiss against Matt's lips before waving goodbye, shutting the door loudly behind him.
Late the next day, back at Matt's apartment, the blond was shuffling around in excitement, waiting eagerly for Tai's appearance.
Checking himself repeatedly in the mirror, Matt adjusted his clothing, once again nervous about the brunette's upcoming arrival, just like he'd been every day that week. He wasn't sure why Tai was having such an affect on him (after all he was just a client), but he strangely found himself enjoying the nervousness and excitement the brunette caused within him.
Tai was so different from his other clients. He wasn't a pervert for a start, even if he did get very touchy-feely with the blond.
Smiling to himself at the thought, Matt glanced nervously out his apartment window, waiting to see of he could spot the brunette's approach. After all, Tai's hair could be seen from a mile away.
However soon interrupted by the ringing of his phone, Matt turned from his spying spot, somewhat thankful for the distraction. He was starting to turn into a creepy stalker.
Sighing at how sad he had become, Matt picked up his phone, holding it up to his ear. "Hello?"
"Ishida? It's Mr Tanaka," said a cold booming voice over the phone.
Matt winced, feeling dread seep slowly through him. Mr Tanaka was one of his more regular clients, one that Matt wished he didn't have. Although not necessarily a complete psychopath, Tanaka certainly wanted things done his way, and fully expected Matt to follow his every command.
And unfortunately, Matt hated being told what to do.
"How are you Mr Tanaka?" the blond asked politely, instantly knowing what the man had called for.
"I'm fine," he replied curtly, evidently wanting to get to the point. "When is your next available appointment? I want one as soon as possible."
Attempting to contain his groan, Matt rubbed his head tiredly, unsure of what to say. He did have an unspoken agreement with Tai, which meant he had to go out with the brunette every night, but it wasn't like the blond could tell Tanaka that. He was unlikely to take it as a reasonable excuse.
"Um…I have tomorrow free," Matt admitted, silently wondering what he was going to tell Tai.
"That's fine. I'll see you at 7," Tanaka said before promptly hanging up.
Staring down at the phone in his hand in mild surprise, Matt shook his head, attempting to clear his thoughts. Although he knew that accepting Tanaka's offer would be more beneficial in the long run, he couldn't shake off the sadness that he felt when he realised he wouldn't be seeing Tai.
As much as the blond hated to admit it, he'd grown attached to Tai's daily visits.
Collapsing on the couch, happy mood having diminished, Matt buried his head in his hands, groaning softly. He was not looking forward to the next day.
However, lost in his sombre thoughts, the blond jumped in surprise as the doorbell rang, alerting him to Tai's arrival.
Taking a deep breath and trying to compose himself, the blond climbed to his feet, attempting to appear professional. The last thing he needed was Tai insisting to know what was wrong.
Approaching the door and running his hands through his hair nervously, Matt pulled open the handle, coming face to face with the grinning brunette.
"Hey," Tai exclaimed casually, walking over the threshold without so much as an invitation.
Rolling his eyes slightly, Matt shut the door behind the brunette, ignoring the loud pounding of his heartbeat. He was determined not to fall apart at Tai's mere presence; he was going to be the picture of professionalism.
"So…" the blond began, instantly cut off as Tai's lips clamped over his own.
Immediately surrendering to the brunette's passionate kiss, Matt was pushed quickly backwards, until he was trapped between Tai's body and the door. Letting out a muffled yelp, the blond felt the brunette's hand slip quickly up his shirt, stroking his stomach softly.
Pulling away before things got to heated, Matt surveyed the brunette through glazed eyes, heart hammering in his chest.
"What are we going to do today then?" Matt asked breathlessly, before he could be cut off by another kiss.
Caressing the skin of Matt's hip, Tai shrugged, looking as though he was pondering something. "Well I was going to take you to this performance at the theatre downtown, but all the tickets for tonight were sold out."
Matt nodded, only half listening. His attention was now solely focused on the movements of the brunette's hand, which was still stroking his side absently. Just the soft touch of the Tai's hand had him shivering with desire.
"So when we go out tomorrow, we can go to the theatre yea?" the brunette said excitedly, bringing Matt out of his daydreams. Tai bounded away from the flushing blond and clapped his hands together like a small child, eyes alight with excitement.
Smiling slightly at Tai's antics, the blond took a deep breath, hating to have to disappoint the bubbly brunette. "I can't tomorrow, Tai. I'm busy."
Tai raised an eyebrow, his expression of excitement instantly turning to one of suspicion. "Busy? As in you have a client?"
Matt sighed, realising that he was just going to have to confess. "Yes, a client."
"What do you need to see a another client for?" Tai demanded accusingly, eyebrows furrowed. "I pay for all the dates you go on with me!"
"Yes, I know that," the blond said levelly, silently wondering why he didn't just tell Tai that he was going out with another client and to deal with it. It wasn't as though the brunette was the only possessive customer he'd ever had. Usually he just told them to like it or lump it, but for some reason, he found that he really didn't want to disappoint the brunette.
"If I'm paying you, then why do you have to go out with someone else?" Tai demanded, breaking the blond out of his reverie.
"Because I can't devote all my time to you Tai," Matt responded quietly. "I'll loose clients! You can't keep paying me forever!"
"Right," Tai hissed dangerously, "so you'd rather slobber over dirty old perverts than be with me?"
"Tai, please don't do this. Please don't be angry," Matt responded, shaking his head in frustration.
Tai scowled, fists balled as he attempted to contain his growing fury. "Well, what am I supposed to feel?!"
"Nothing!" Matt burst angrily before sighing tiredly, expression strained and weary. Taking a deep breath in an attempt to compose himself, he looked away, suddenly unable to look the brunette in the eye as he spoke. "Your not supposed to feel anything. You're just a client. You have no right to be upset or angry."
Tai blinked, taken aback by Matt's words.
"Right," the brunette said softly a minute later, all anger having drained from him. He just looked tired and if Matt guessed correctly, somewhat disappointed. "Just a client. I get it."
Seemingly having realised that Tai was hurt, Matt inwardly groaned, hating himself for not being able to comfort the brunette. "Look, if things were different…"
"But there not though, are they?" Tai said flatly, shrugging his shoulders slightly. "I'm just going to go home. Here's your money."
Bundling a wad of cash into Matt's clasped hands, the brunette turned away, heading straight towards the front door, apparently unable to look at the blond any longer.
"Tai, wait!" Matt exclaimed, stomach knotted as he watched Tai walk away.
"I'll call you sometime for an appointment," the brunette said coldly over his shoulder. "That is if your not to busy to see me."
Matt opened his mouth, completely unsure of what to say. His heart was pounding loudly in his chest and a giant lump was rapidly forming in his throat. He wanted to tell the brunette that he wouldn't go on the date, wanted to beg him to stay, but suddenly found that he couldn't do either.
Watching with a sinking heart as Tai opened his apartment door, Matt looked down at the money wadded in his hands sadly, unable to watch the brunette leave.
However, Tai paused for a moment at the door, glancing back at the solemn blond before he exited. "Have fun with your client."
And with that, the door swung shut behind him, leaving Matt stood very much alone.
To be continued…
A/N Lol this chapter was filled with aload of taito fluff and just went down hill as the chapter progressed. Sorry it wasn't a very happy ending. Their relationship in this chapter is very weird, but it's all part of the story.
But I've also written a lot of the next chapter, and its called 'The Self Destruct Button'. Things certainly start to get dirty during the next chapter - and I don't just mean in a sexual way btw. I might be posting bits of it on my live journal, just to give you an idea of where it's going.
Anyway, ramble over, please tell me what you think! I didn't check this chapter so I want to know whether it actually makes sense!