Hmm, there's something about this chapter I'm not satissfied with. **shrugs** Okay, here's the next chapter.
Disclaimer: Shoot, I still don't own anything Digimon related or Matt related. But I do own Sephyr, Logan, Leon, and Amanda and Jennifer somewhat. Lacey is the prize for the guessing game last chapter won by Crazy PurpleSage. (answer at end of chapter) ^^ Read on!
Chapter 8 – Message of Love
"Are you going to tell me where we are going?" Yamato asked for the hundredth time, letting the wind from the opened window run through his hair.
"Nope," answered the fluffy haired brunette sitting in the driver's seat. He had a huge grin on his face that made Yamato feel nervous.
When they had met at school the day before, Yamato had immediately gone up to Tai and asked him where they were going for their date. The brunette had teased him about being too excited and answered that is was a surprise. The blonde pouted for the rest of the day knowing that without a notice before hand he'd probably be spending hours staring in front of his closet again fighting with himself on what to wear. It was safe to say that the blonde now had an obsession with appearance. He'd always been one for looking good, not that he cared what people thought of him, he just wanted to look good, and appearance was important in his industry. So, it was only natural that he'd want to look good, especially when going on a date with his new boyfriend.
Yamato smiled at the thought. As of today, they would be officially dating, something the blonde would never have dreamt of in middle school. Though Yamato still felt a little edgy that he wasn't clear on the other's motives, he was feeling on top of the world right now. He fingered the hem of his long white sleeveless tunic trying to keep the smile on his lips from breaking into a silly grin.
"Okay, we are here," announced Tai parking the car in front of a large building with young adults, teens, and preteens coming in and out of the building, lights flashing inside.
"An arcade?" Yamato asked skeptically getting out of the car.
"You still like arcades, right," Taichi inquired.
"Yeah, but aren't we going to eat first?"
The brunette grabbed Yamato's hand and began pulling him into the arcade. "Play first, eat later. Once we're done playing, we'll be hungry."
Yamato gave in. Tai was right, they would probably play every game twice, and using that much energy would make even the blonde want to ravish anything eatable he came across.
They started from the back and worked their way up, playing any and every game they came across. Some they even played twice. Tai was ahead of Yamato by five wins by the time they reached the front of the arcade.
"Did we hit every game already?" Yamato asked folding his prize tickets neatly.
The brunette started twisting around doing a scan. "Uh, yeah, I think…Oh, what about that one?" Tai asked pointing.
Yamato fallowed to where he was pointing and saw a fairly large machine with brightly colored lights and a flat platform. "That's a dancing game."
Taichi grinned. "So, afraid you'll loose."
"No, but you can't dance," said Yamato crossing his arms.
"Oh, and you can, Mr. Rock star?" shot back the brunette.
Yamato smirked and let his arms fall to his side. "And what do I get if I win?"
The brunette grinned as well, "I'll get you a prize with my tickets."
The blonde nodded. "Okay, I accept your challenge."
With all the grace that he could muster, Yamato jumped up onto the dancing platform and inserted his coins. He looked over at a skeptical Tai and winked before turning back to the screen. A second later, the music started.
In Japan, Yamato had often tried choreography with his old band to try and get a gig, but some would think it silly and drop out. Whenever he'd come across one of these games on the streets of Tokyo when not with Tai or a band member, he'd try them out thinking it might help him get better. And who wouldn't like a boy that could dance?
The first few steps of the game were simple and the blonde jumped gracefully from arrow to arrow with the slow tempo. When the music began to speed up, so did Yamato, trying to keep up with the arrows on the screen not wanting to miss one. After the first time through the chorus, Yamato got the hang of the rhythm of the song and decided it was time to tease his cocky boyfriend. He might have won a few more games than Yamato, but he'd show him exactly where those precious few tickets belonged. With a seductive motion of his hand, he beckoned the brunette closer to the machine so that he wasn't watching from the back, but the side. Then, slowly, he took that same hand and slid it down his chest and over to one hip before swinging his hips outrageously from side to side as he jumped from one arrow to the next. When he had to split between two arrows, he bent over before seductively coming back up making sure to make his hair flip at the last second before jumping to another arrow. He kept his eyes focused on Taichi as much of the dance as he possibly could. On the last arrow, he made sure to lower himself to the floor before reaching a hand out to the heavily breathing brunette.
The fluffy haired boy quickly took the blonde's hand before pulling him straight into his chest and hugging roughly, his heavy breathing playing against Yamato's ear. "Please, don't ever do that again in front of anyone other than me."
At first, Yamato was confused by the words, but then started to blush. He hadn't meant to get Tai that riled up; he'd only wanted to tease him a bit. It wasn't like they hadn't danced with each other before, but of course; Yamato had never tried so hard before to get someone's attention.
After a few seconds, Tai calmed down enough to let Yamato go, but made a point to keep their hands grasped. "You win, so what do you want?" he asked as they made their way to the prize counter.
Yamato thought for a minute, "Surprise me."
Tai and the counter lady exchanged a few words before a big fluffy white wolf was dropped into Yamato's hands. "Here's your prize."
Yamato looked into the face of the white large dog, its blue eyes looking innocently and emotionlessly at him. Suddenly, a smile broke across his face and he hugged it to himself hiding his face in its fur. "You didn't have to use all your tickets on me, this one cost a lot."
Tai shrugged. "It's not like I need any of those tickets. Besides, I saw you eyeing it when we got in here, and you need something for company when I'm not there. I know you're lonely without me," he teased.
"Stop being so full of yourself, Tai," said Yamato, still hiding his face in the wolf's fur. He was embarrassed by the sweetness of the gift. .
"Quite hiding, Matt, you can't see where you're walking like that. Come on, I've got something special planned for food."
The blonde's interest perked at that and he followed the brunette to the car. With the fluffy white wolf strapped into the back seat, they headed off. Yamato didn't know where they were going, but he honestly didn't care. After that dance, he was ravenous and just wanted to restock all the energy he'd lost. When the red mustang stopped once again, they were at the park. Quickly and excitedly, the brunette jumped out of the car and popped the trunk. Curious, Yamato got out and walked to the back of the red car as well.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
Tai slammed the trunk lid down and held out a blue blanket to Yamato, a backpack sized cooler in his other hand. "We're having a moonlight picnic."
Yamato raised his eyebrow. "Moonlight picnic? Are you trying to be romantic or something?"
The brunette's face fell and he frowned. "Well, yeah, you don't like it?"
The blonde was surprised. They were both guys and had been best friends for years; he wasn't sure why the other thought he had to be romantic. "It's fine if you're not, Tai. You don't have to try so hard just for me."
A shadow covered the brunette's face as he looked away. "What if I like romancing you, Matt?"
"Why?" Why try and romance him?
"Because I want you to be happy."
The blonde didn't know what to think of that. With a sigh, he gave in. "It's fine, it's not like I don't like it."
That seemed to make the brunette happy and he started into the park. Yamato fallowed him, his mind dizzy with questions to the brunette's strange reasons. It may not have been a full out confession, but Tai's words suggested that he might have feelings more than just lust for him if he was willing to try so hard just to make him happy. Once at a patch under a tree where the moon was visible, they started to arrange the picnic. When everything was done, they began a feast of half cold pizza and grape juice in plastic wine glasses. Let's just say, though Tai wanted to be romantic with Yamato, he wasn't so good at the specifics, but it was those silly little simply things that made Yamato fall in love with him in the first place.
With full stomachs, they stared up at the moon, not full, but bright enough so that they could see. Yamato heard shifting beside him and turned to see that the brunette had scooted closer to him, one hand on top of his. When Taichi saw that he was looking at him, he reached his other hand out and used it to tilt Yamato's head before leaning toward him. They shared a slow simply kiss that left butterflies fluttering in Yamato's stomach when they pulled away both smiling. Oh, how he hoped that fluttery feeling would never go away!
"Ya—ma, can I stay over tonight?" asked the brunette once they had came back from their date.
"Don't call me Yama again and I'll consider it. Is your roommate giving you trouble?" Yamato responded putting the leftover grape juice in his refrigerator.
"Nah, not really," Tai answered taking a seat at the bar. "It's just, he's been bringing girls into the room every night lately to irritate me, and I really don't feel like trying to sleep when all I can hear are their disgusting moans and grunts while their doing it."
Yamato screwed up his face at the image. "Ugh, I can see how that could be bothersome. Sure, but you're not sharing my bed."
"Wha—Why?"
The blonde picked up the fluffy wolf Tai had got him and headed for his room. "Because, you're too big for us to share my bed."
"Oh and that dog isn't?" the brunette shot back.
Yamato walked back out of his room and into the living room where he found Tai sitting in his recliner. "Hey, I said you couldn't sit there."
The brunette patted his lap. "There's enough room for two."
Yamato humphed crossing his arms. "And that's exactly why you aren't sleeping in my bed. The wolf can't molest me in my sleep."
"Really now," Tai said, and Yamato caught a gleam in his eyes before he was pulled forward and pinned against the back of the recliner.
"T-tai!...Wha—uh!" His question was interrupted by the brunette's lips sucking at his throat. He tried to hold back the moans that were collecting in his throat by Tai's working on his neck sucking and nipping rocking himself against the other's lower region. The blonde wondered if he even realized he was doing that down there.
"T-tai, stop," Yamato said slowly pushing him away.
The brunette pouted. "Why?"
The blonde looked down blushing. "Well, uh, it's just that I'm not…read…eh."
Tai lifted his head and looked at the blonde with a soft smile. "Okay, Matt, I get it, but you're hard right," he said emphasizing it by lightly cupping the blonde's lower regions through his jeans. "We don't have to have sex, but I can at least take care of this for you, right?"
Yamato looked away. Letting Tai do that could pose possible danger and might lead to other activities that he had just denied. Yet, Tai was right, he was aroused, and it was way past a simple cold shower. He needed release and it didn't make sense to go to the bathroom and imagine the same boy that was sitting right in front of him.
Before the blonde could even answer, Taichi was unzipping his jeans slipping a hand inside his boxers. Yamato gasped at the feeling of the brunette's warm hand around him. His eyes closed involuntarily when Tai started moving his hand up and down.
"Matt," said a whispered voice before Yamato's lips were covered. He felt a tongue poking at his mouth asking for entrance and he hesitated a minute before allowing it in.
They kissed for a while passionately before Yamato pulled away stopping Tai's hand movements as well. "The recliner isn't the place for this," he said trying to talk around the haze of passion that was clogging his mind.
Tai grinned. "Then let's go to your bed."
Taichi had tricked him, Yamato knew that the moment he agreed. However, his mind was too passion filled to deal with it tonight. When they tumbled onto the bed, Yamato ended up on top and he slid down unzipping Tai's pants as well.
"M-matt, what are you…?"
"You're the same way," he said only getting a finger down the brunette's boxers before his hand was removed. He looked up at Tai's face, seeing an amused smirk covering his lips. He felt himself being lifted and seated on Tai's lap.
"We'll do it together," whispered Tai into his ear.
Yamato nodded and felt Tai start on him before he got the courage to grab the brunette's. With his free hand, Tai cupped Yamato's chin and pulled him forward for a passion filled kiss. When they broke free for air, the brunette started trailing kisses down the blonde's neck, his hand still going at it. Yamato moaned and had to grab onto Tai's shoulder with his free hand to steady himself.
When they both released, they collapsed onto Yamato's bed. The blonde laid there, his head on top of Tai's chest for a few seconds before sitting up. "Hey, Tai, we've got to clean up," he said, but the brunette was already asleep (or pretending to be asleep).
Yamato sighed and headed to the bathroom to clean himself up. He figured he'd leave Tai in the bed, just for tonight.
It was Monday afternoon and Yamato was sitting at a table in a meeting with their manager and producer, the other four members of the band sitting beside him. Other than Sephyr and Jennifer, they had finally decided on their drummer named Lacey (another straight haired red head who was constantly flirting with him even after he'd told her he was gay) and their bassist Amanda ( a brooding girl with short died black hair that reached her ears and rimless glasses on a diamond incrusted chain). Yamato wasn't really listening to what his producer was saying as his mind had wondered elsewhere, like to Tai.
He'd decided that the brunette liked him, though he wasn't sure why he wouldn't just come out and say it. It may not be a love confession, but the blonde would be at least happy knowing that he had a chance at having the brunette's heart, because he wasn't sure he could tell Tai his feelings until he at least had an idea where the other one stood.
Suddenly, the blonde felt something kick him from under the table. He looked up to see Sephyr giving him a warning look that said their manager or producer was going to say something of importance.
"So, we'll be playing as the opening gig for a famous band in two weeks. I need you guys to come up with a good song by then, understood, Matt."
The blonde nodded. "Sure, no problem."
"Okay, we'll leave so you guys can start working on that song," said the manager leading himself and the producer out of the conference room they were in.
Sephyr turned her slate colored eyes on Matt. "So, what kind of song are we writing."
Yamato sighed. "No clue. I've never actually forced myself to write a song, they usually just came to me."
Amanda humphed and turned her electric green eyes on the only boy member of the band. "I thought you were suppose to be a songwriting genius."
"Hey, just because I haven't written anything in a while doesn't mean I can't do it," Yamato defended.
"Well, maybe we can help you, Matt," offered Lacey winking a hazel eye at him.
Yamato smiled. "Thanks, but I just have to think of something to write about."
"That shouldn't be hard," said Jennifer, "you're dating someone, right?"
"Y-yeah, so…"
"Aaw, that's cute. You should write him a love song then," Lacey finished coming over to the blonde boy and hugging him.
Yamato suddenly felt a little awkward. He knew his band mates were just trying to help him, but was a love song a good choice for your first performance? "You guys sure?"
"You haven't confessed to him yet, right," inquired Sephyr, her slate eyes seeing straight through him.
"It can be your message of love," teased Jennifer. "It'll be cute."
Yamato wasn't sure about writing a love song, he hadn't done that since middle school, and those songs weren't all that great; however, everyone else seemed ready to jump on the love song idea. He looked to the brooding bassist.
Amanda just shrugged. "I've got no problem playing a love song."
Yamato shrugged giving in. "Fine, a message of love it is."
A cheer of awws and yays erupted as he pulled out a sheet of paper and a pen.
The answer to last chapter's question is Songs by Journey. We're going to be doing a Journey themed marching show next year in school, so the songs have been stuck in my head. As a result, this story was born. ^^
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-- Zee ;)