Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ About Nothing ❯ chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

About Nothing

Chapter 1

Dedicated to and for Wind-chan, for being wonderful. ^_^

Darkness. And... heat... so much heat. Another body... pressed close. Hands roaming over hot skin, pulling closer... whispering... teasing. A soft moan in the dark... gasping... wanting more... needing more. Moaning... a deep voice... begging... desperate moaning. More touching... petting... throbbing... yearning... stroking... needing more... thrusting. Oh, yes, thrusting. Harder... gasping... thrusting... moaning... thrusting... deeper... thrusting... thrusting... thrusting...

Gasping for air, Taichi sat up in bed quickly. His apartment was cold with the night air. He'd forgotten to close his window again. Frost was covering the glass and he could see his breath in the air. Yet, he was drenched in sweat and overheating.

"A dream," Taichi groaned, relaxing slightly. "Just that stupid dream again. That's all it was." The only light in the room was that of the streetlights outside and the soft glow of his laptop's monitor. He moved over to the window and basked in the cold air for a moment, letting his panting slow. "Stupid dream," Taichi mumbled, collapsing into a chair and turning to his computer.

He stared blankly at the screen for a long moment, considering working on his term paper. Finally, he opened his email instead. 'I'll just see if I have any mail... then I'll do homework... maybe.' There was a long pause as Taichi considered one of the more interesting porn ads that spammed his email before he deleted it and moved on. "Spam, spam, more porn, spam..." he mumbled as he deleted the junk mail."Desire enhancers?! Pfft... I don't think I need those. ...Okay, no real email. Surprise, surprise."

Turning back to the porn ads for more distraction from his paper, Taichi jumped slightly when the phone rang. "No one I know would call me this late," he grumbled into the receiver.

"That's a lie and you know it." Yamato's voice sounded amused.

"Oh, Yamato! What're you doing calling me? Aren't you in France or something making millions while I'm stuck here working on term papers?"

"You told me to call you when I got back. ...I'm back."

"Your tour is over? Cool!" Taichi grinned, leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up on the desk. Yamato had been gone for three months on his first world tour with the Wolves, Taichi was glad to hear he was finally home.

"Yes, thank goodness. I'm exhausted." Yamato sighed heavily.

"That makes two of us," Taichi muttered. "I haven't been able to sleep in weeks. What are you complaining about, anyway? Being rich and famous too much work for ya?"

"Ha ha. It's very stressful traveling so much, you know. I'm overdue for a long rest. At least all you have to worry about is school." There was a pause. "Why haven't you been sleeping?" Yamato's tone sounded slightly concerned. They both knew that eating and sleeping were some of the few things Taichi was very good at. "I've never known you to miss sleep."

Taichi just laughed nervously. "...Y'know. I keep waking up. Dreams," he muttered.

"Nightmares?"

"No... not really bad dreams."

"Oh~! Those sorts of dreams!" Yamato laughed, and then composed himself. "Does our little Taichi have a crush on someone?" he teased.

"Oh, shut up."

"Seriously, Taichi. Who are they about? Do you have a girlfriend you haven't told me about?"

"You know I'd have bragged to you right away if I did." Taichi shifted nervously in his seat. "I don't know who he is."

"He? This is getting interesting! Do tell more."

"There's nothing more to tell! It's probably some sort of weird reaction to working too much. I should stop studying so hard."

Yamato's smirk was practically audible. "I doubt that's the problem. Maybe you should study at all!"

"Keep talking like that and I'll give all the creepy fangirls at school where you live!" Taichi grumbled.

"Fine, fine. I'll come have lunch with you tomorrow. 12:30 at that horrible little burger joint you love?"

"Sounds good. Seeya tomorrow."

"Sweet dreams~!"

"Jerk." Taichi hung up the phone and yawned, slipping back into bed and hoping for a few hours of peaceful sleep.

***

"Sunlight should really be outlawed," Taichi grumbled as he trudged up to the restaurant where he was meeting Yamato. "It's too bright... and it burns."

"You didn't get any more sleep?" a voice asked from behind him. Taichi jumped slightly and spun around to see who it was.

"Yamato," Taichi sighed. "Don't sneak up on me like that."

"Sneak up on you? I've already said 'hello' five times." He gave Taichi a pout. "Aren't you glad to see me?"

Grinning, Taichi yanked his best friend into a tight hug. "Of course I am. Who else do I know who's rich enough to treat me to lunch?"

Yamato rolled his eyes and shoved Taichi off, but grinned. "Are you still broke? Get a job, slacker."

"Can't. No time, no time! I'm a busy man, y'know! I have classes, soccer, friends... too many things to keep up with! I have no time for a job."

"You're just lazy. Same old Taichi."

Yamato and Taichi headed into the restaurant and ordered their various greasy burgers, which Yamato paid for grudgingly. "You owe me."

"I don't owe you nothin'. Someday when I'm a rich and famous... well... whatever it is that makes me rich and famous... I'll treat YOU to burgers. For now, it's your job." Taichi grabbed the tray and led them to a booth, proceeding to inhale his food quickly.

"I still can't believe how much you're eating." Yamato wrinkled his nose and bit into his burger. "These things have enough calories in them to last you for months. You didn't need three of them."

"You come to appreciate the finer things in life when you're living off of ramen and beer."

"If these are the finer things in your life, I have to worry about you, Taichi." Yamato paused before speaking again. "You look really tired."

"Yeah, 'cause I am. That's okay, though. I have some energy drinks at my apartment, I'll be fine."

"Maybe you're just stressed." Yamato brightened. "I'm going back to Odaiba tomorrow for a long weekend... going to see Takeru and all. Why don't you come with me? Your spring break starts in a few days so you won't miss much class, and you won't do much good going like this anyway."

"Don't have the money to take the train," Taichi mumbled, finishing off his last burger. "Expensive."

"I've got a car, Taichi." Yamato rolled his eyes. "No excuses. You need a break and your family will be glad to see you!"

Taichi sat back and sighed, sipping his soda. "Mom and dad are off on some second honeymoon thing. Hikari is staying with your brother. I don't think they really want us interrupting."

"You can stay with me. I've still got my room at Dad's place." Yamato poked Taichi's nose. "I insist you come with me!"

Taichi grinned and rolled his eyes. "Well, if you're absolutely sure you won't have any fun without me..."

"Oh, of course! We'd all be lost without the great Yagami Taichi."

"I guess I can't refuse, then." Taichi chuckled and nodded. "Sure. I'll go."

***

"Yamato... come on, Yama-chan! Wakey, wakey!" Taichi teased, poking Yamato in the ribs repeatedly. They had just arrived safely in Odaiba, and the car was parked right outside their old high school. It was early afternoon and the sun was hot overhead, leaving no place for shadows. Taichi pulled his sunglasses off and yelled, "WAKE UP!"

Yamato sat up in a start. "Wha?!" He blinked slowly, and then relaxed. "Oh... we're here?"

"Yeah. Thanks so much for giving me the honor of driving the last half during rush hour, though. I hope you enjoyed your nap," Taichi said, annoyed.

"Oh, you're welcome." Yamato grinned. "Why are we here?" He peered at the school, still disoriented from his sudden awakening.

Smirking, Taichi opened his car door and stepped out. "If I had to drive another minute I'd go insane. Anyway, it's about time for school to let out. I thought we could surprise Hikari and Takeru."

"Oh, there's still fifteen minutes before they get out of class. Let me sleep a bit more." Yamato lay back against the seat again and closed his eyes. "I'm very tired."

"And people say I'm lazy!" Taichi rolled his eyes, grinning. "I've gotta stretch my legs. I'll wake you when they get out." Yamato simply nodded, his eyes still closed, and Taichi shut the door and walked casually towards the school.

It had been a year since Taichi had been to Odaiba, but it seemed like much longer than that. Wandering around the side of the building, he decided to check the field and see if the soccer club was practicing. It couldn't hurt to just watch, and his old teammates might be glad to see him. Taichi turned the corner and was glad to see the field dotted with bodies; he was just on time to catch the last few minutes of practice. Climbing the bleachers, he sat at the very top and stared down at the game.

Completely oblivious to Taichi's presence, Motomiya Daisuke ran down the field, concentrating only on the practice game his class was playing. The sun was hot, he was sweating from the exertion, and he loved every minute of it. This was happiness! Nothing to think about but getting that ball. No worries, no stress, no tests... just that ball. He ran his hand through his hair, brushing it back slightly, watching for his chance. There! An opening! Daisuke ran forward quickly, kicking the ball away from the other team and taking control of it. This was what life was all about! This moment of adrenaline! He had the ball, everyone was chasing him, and he'd have only one chance to score. He neared the goal and sprinted forward quickly, barely taking a moment to aim before kicking the ball into the goal.

"YES!!" Daisuke yelled, grinning hugely and posing. "I rock!" The rest of the class laughed and the coach blew the whistle, disbanding the class for the day.

The class slowly broke apart, leaving the field. Daisuke, however, lingered. He grabbed the soccer ball and bounced it on his knee for a moment, enjoying the moment of quiet before heading into the noise of the locker room. He'd made the shot, he was happy with himself. Still, there were no more games coming up, and he'd be graduating soon. The thought of having no more soccer to play depressed him slightly, and the thought of leaving high school just made him nervous. Frowning, he booted the ball into the goal again carelessly.

"That was a good shot," Taichi said, walking up behind Daisuke. He'd come down from the bleachers slowly, hoping to surprise the other boy. He wasn't disappointed. Daisuke jumped about three feet into the air before spinning around, eyes wide. "You might be good enough to take me on and have a chance!" Taichi said a huge grin plastered on his face.

A million thoughts ran through Daisuke's mind at the sudden appearance of the older boy, preventing him from saying anything other than, "Ta-Taichi-senpai?!" His eyes were wide and his mouth was dry, making him seem even more shocked.

Taichi laughed. "You look like you've seen a ghost!"

Slowly, the shocked expression was replaced by one of annoyance. "I might as well have, with how often you come around!" Still, Daisuke couldn't help but grin. "What are you doing here?!"

"Oh, Yamato's back. He kidnapped me. Something about needing a vacation," Taichi said, smirking. "I'm disappointed! Aren't you glad to see me?" he added, knowing he was repeating to Daisuke what Yamato had said to him that morning.

Daisuke was glad for the unusually hot day; otherwise Taichi might have noticed the faint blush that grew across the boy's already flushed face. "'Course I am!" Daisuke bit his lip nervously, and then forced a huge grin. "Now you can see how great I've become! The famous Daisuke, surpassing your soccer skills!"

"Oh, you wish!" Taichi laughed, not noticing the awkwardness at all. "Come on, I was gonna meet up with Hikari and Takeru. We should all get some ice cream or something. It's way too hot out here."

Daisuke paused and shook his head slightly. "I can't. I have to... go home and study. Finals."

"Oh..." Taichi couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed; he hadn't seen Daisuke in over a year. "Well, I'm gonna be here a few days... I'll see you later!"

"Yeah. Yeah, sure. We can hang out and stuff." Daisuke forced another grin and headed off towards the locker rooms. "Seeya."

"Seeya..." Taichi waved after the other boy and slowly walked back towards the building, hoping to catch his sister on the way out. 'He really has gotten a lot better. I wonder if he could beat me... I'm so out of practice.' A grin slowly grew across his face. 'He still calls me 'senpai'.'

***

Dark, soft skin... flushed cheeks... glassy eyes... so warm... Swollen lips pressed together, a sweet taste of his tongue, moist and warm, hot breath... A voice soft and low, "Taichi..."

"Taichi! Wake UP, already!" Yamato stood over where Taichi was laying on the bed, prodding him with his foot.

"What?!" Taichi sat up quickly, eyes wide, panting slightly. "...Whassat?" He glanced around the room quickly, somewhat relieved to find it was just Yamato's room and not the dark stuffy one from his dream. Not that it had been a *bad* dream, he was just so tired and-

"You were moaning. What were you *dreaming* about?" Yamato asked, interrupting Taichi's thoughts.

Taichi flushed and glared up at him from the bed. "Never mind that. Why the hell did you wake me up?"

"I'm going out. I promised some friends I'd meet them since I'm in town."

"So *go* and let me sleep!" Taichi rolled over and covered his head with the pillow.

"Well, I didn't think it would be nice to leave you here at my dad's house without telling you where I'd gone." Yamato smirked slightly. "Besides, you've got a visitor."

"Who would be visiting me HERE?" He glanced over at the alarm clock and grumbled. "And it's not even noon yet! I'm on vacation, make them go away!"

"If you want him to leave, you tell him. I've already running late." Yamato grabbed his wallet and walked out of the bedroom resolutely. Taichi could just make out the sound of him saying something to the guest before the sound of the front door closing behind him.

"Great. Just swell." Taichi got out of the bed and stretched before throwing a shirt on over his boxers and storming out of the bedroom to tell off whoever this unwelcome 'guest' was. "Take a vacation off from school and the FIRST day off I get early-morning visitors. Figures." He stormed into the living room, glaring. "I'm tired and I'm grumpy. Go away and come back after I've gotten some sleep!"

Daisuke looked up, blushing slightly at Taichi's half-dressed appearance. "...Um... sorry... is it too early? I thought you'd be up by now... it is 11..."

Taichi stood there staring at him for a moment before relaxing. Slightly. "What are you doing here? How'd you even know where I was staying?"

"Takeru told me yesterday..." Daisuke averted his eyes slightly. "I can come back later if it's too early! You just said you wanted to hang out, so..."

Sighing heavily, Taichi shook his head. "No, it's okay. Gimmie a minute to shower." Taichi stumbled into the bathroom, calling behind him. "You eaten yet? I'm starved!"

"Nope! Food sounds great!" Daisuke called back.

"We'll get something to eat and maybe some coffee..." Taichi trailed off, mumbling to himself as he closed the bathroom door behind himself. "Coffee... wonderful caffeine..."

Daisuke practically collapsed onto the couch, still slightly flushed, and let his head fall back slightly. "This is gonna be a long day..."

***

When Taichi returned from the bathroom a while later, his hair was still wet and slicked back, and he was wearing his cargo shorts and a t-shirt. The towel was still around his neck and he had obviously dried himself off quickly, because there were still beads of water on his arms and legs.

"Okay! Food time!" Taichi said, hopping on one foot to get a sock on.

Daisuke took a long look, starting from Taichi's hair, all the way down to his feet, drinking in the sight before snapping out of it and nodding. "Yeah! Food! ...What should we eat?"

"Hmm... I dunno..." Taichi put the other sock on just as ungracefully, and rubbed the towel in his hair. "Something cheap!"

"Sounds like a ramen lunch, then," Daisuke replied, grinning. "S'fine with me!"

"Ramen is *always* fine with you!" Taichi chuckled, tossing the wet towel onto the couch with no intention of putting it away. He ran his fingers through his hair and it slowly poofed up as it dried, falling into place on its own.

Daisuke watched with fascination. "...You don't gel."

"Whassat?" Taichi frowned. "I don't *gel*?"

"Your hair... it's..." Daisuke shook his head to clear it. "Never mind!"

"...Yeah, sure. Weirdo." Taichi grabbed his wallet and keys and went to the front door, slipping on his sneakers. "Wanna walk or drive?"

"Drive? Drive?! DRIVE!" Daisuke said, hopping in place. "You mean you have a CAR now?!"

Taichi rolled his eyes in exasperation, but grinned at Daisuke's enthusiasm. "Sorry, it's not mine. Yamato told me yesterday that I could use his, since I'm lazier than he is."

"Aw... well, that's still good! YAY! We can DRIVE!" Daisuke's eyes widened. "Can *I* drive?!"

Taichi smirked. "Do you even have a driver's license?"

"Well... no." Daisuke sounded disappointed.

"Then... no. I don't think Yamato would like you destroying his car."

"It's not my fault no one will teach me!" Pouting, Daisuke followed Taichi as they left the apartment, going to the elevator to ride it to the garage.

Unable to resist, Taichi reached over and fluffed Daisuke's hair, chuckling. "When I get my own car, I'll teach you."

Eyes widening, Daisuke gaped at him. "REALLY?"

Taichi shrugged. "Sure, why not? If I ever get a car it'll be a hunk of junk anyway."

"COOL! Jun keeps telling me that she wouldn't trust me on a tricycle, let alone a car..."

"I can understand that," Taichi winked.

Daisuke stuck his tongue out at him and the elevator stopped. They got out and Taichi let them to Yamato's car, pressing the button on the keys to unlock it.

"He must have paid a fortune for this... damn rock star."

Daisuke gaped at the car, not touching it. "You sure we can use this? It's kinda... fancy..."

"Yeah, sure. He told me if I mess it up he'll just get a new one. Makes ya kinda sick, don't it?" Taichi was already getting in casually, as if he were accustomed to driving red Jags with custom black leather interiors. He reached over and unlocked Daisuke's door, opening it when Daisuke didn't move. "Come ON! I'm hungry!"

"He had this imported, didn't he?" Daisuke frowned slightly, letting himself sink into the comfortable seat. "I guess he really is famous now..."

"It's just wrong," Taichi stated, starting the car up and driving it recklessly onto the street, heading downtown. "Us, the best soccer stars at school, and we're just boring normal people... while Yamato the blond girly-boy ends up a world famous rock star."

Daisuke practically giggled when the car broke onto the open road, rolling the window down, letting the wind blow through the car. "This is awesome! Someday I'm going to have one just like it! Except it'll be a convertible. Do they make convertible ones like this? ...They must. I want one!"

Taichi nodded and turned the CD player on, leaving in the CD he'd put on to annoy Yamato before, the hard rock blaring loudly out of the car's incredible sound system. Grinning, Taichi began to sing along, loudly, off key. Daisuke grinned back and soon joined him, and people in other cars stared as they heard the horrible noise coming from the speeding red flash that kept passing them dangerously.

***

"Good ramen," Taichi said, slamming his huge bowl back down onto the table. It was already empty, and he had a vague brown stain across his mouth and chin from slurping up the last of the soup.

"Mmmm..." Daisuke agreed, gulped the last of his broth down.

Taichi sat back in his chair and relaxed. It was nice to be home after all. Considering how close his college was, he didn't come back here often enough. The restaurant was one Daisuke had chosen, claiming it to have the "best ramen you've ever had, no... no, BETTER!", and Taichi was inclined to agree.

Along the wall behind Daisuke there was a row of large mirrors; Taichi could see himself in them just behind the reflection of Daisuke's back. Looking into the mirror at himself he could see the dark bags that had begun developing under his eyes, and something else interesting. Daisuke had grown. Granted, the boy was still much shorter than Taichi, and would probably never be extremely tall, but he had definitely grown.

'And aged...' Taichi thought to himself. Although Daisuke still had the same boyish expression, and those huge brown puppy dog eyes, he had filled out in the last year, his shoulders were broader, his body somewhat lankier, his face not as round and childlike. All in all, he looked good. 'Puberty hit him late, too...' Taichi thought wryly. He remembered when his voice cracked the summer before 11th grade and he was so thankful to not graduate from high school sounding like a girl. 'But it did hit him... and how... he really looks like a *guy* and not a *kid*...'

Suddenly, Taichi realized Daisuke was staring at him oddly. "Uh... so! Good food. How'd you find out about this place? I haven't been here before." 'Smooth move, Taichi. Stare at him blankly; I'm sure you don't look stupid now!'

Daisuke suddenly turned an interesting shade of red and ducked his head, toying with his napkin nervously. "Well... uh... a friend... took me here..."

"A friend..." 'What's he freaking out about?' "Who was it? Someone I know?"

"No! Not really... just... a guy." Daisuke looked awkwardly around the room, trying to think of a new topic quickly.

"Just a guy, huh? Lemme guess, I'm too old and boring to tell stuff to now!" Taichi sighed, pouting slightly. "That's how it goes! You leave for a few years and everyone treats you like a stranger!"

Daisuke's head snapped back to stare at Taichi again, his face slightly flushed. "No! No, it's not that... it's just... I haven't told anyone about him but Ken."

A few thoughts ran through Taichi's mind at that point. Was it a friend from another school? No... that wouldn't make Daisuke act so oddly. Was it someone the others didn't like? Nah, Daisuke wouldn't care that much. Was it... "You have a boyfriend!" Taichi exclaimed, pointing at Daisuke.

"It's rude to point," Daisuke mumbled, staring down at the table again. "And no... I just... had a date."

Okay, weird... Daisuke wasn't the type to be nervous and embarrassed about this kind of thing. "Hey, that's cool!" Taichi did his best to not point out that Daisuke had never actually mentioned that he swung that way, and shrugged it off. Whatever, it wasn't really his business anyway. "How'd it go? Was it recently? Your first date? Who was he?" Daisuke looked at Taichi with that huge-eyed expression he'd use when he was really confused, making Taichi grin. 'Wonder if he knows how cute that is... it'd probably bug the hell out of him if I told him so.'

"He was... my first real date... yeah," Daisuke finally dropped the look and smiled proudly. "Couldn't resist me! Asked me out, paid for the meal and everything!"

"Hey, not bad!" Taichi smiled widely, lifting his water glass in respect before drinking some down, then wiping his mouth on the back of his hand and plunking the glass back down. "So... why was it 'just a date'?"

"He was..." Daisuke frowned slightly and seemed to be searching for the right words. "He wasn't really the right guy for me."

'This is crazy. I go to college and Daisuke gets dates, learns to think before he speaks, and from what Hikari tells me, gets awesome grades. What the hell?!' "Really? Holding out for someone rich and famous?" Taichi smirked. "Hey, Yamato's single right now! Here's your chance!" Taichi laughed, hoping to lighten Daisuke's nervousness with the joke.

Daisuke just blushed again and shook his head. "That's okay! I kinda... like someone else. Someone better. Not really rich or famous, though," he said with an amused tone of voice.

"Hey, how could they possibly be better than rich and famous?" Taichi shook his head, sighing. "Don't tell me you've turned into some sort of romantic!"

"I was always a romantic! Didn't you ever notice?" Daisuke laughed, plucking a rose out of the small vase in the center of the table and holding it to his heart. "Women want me, men want me, I'm a true Romeo!"

Taichi smirked. "I always thought Romeo was kinda girly and whiny."

"Hey! I liked Romeo!" Daisuke pouted and put the rose back. "He did the sword fighting thing! He wasn't girly! ...Guess he was kinda whiny, though."

Taichi laughed and stood, counting the money for the tab out from his wallet and leaving it on the table. "C'mon, Romeo, let's find some damsels to impress, or some bad guys to skewer."

Daisuke frowned at the wad of bills on the table and took out his own wallet. "You put too much down."

"Yeah, well, you never got much allowance, right? My parents give me money for college. It's no big deal." Taichi shrugged it off, feeling awkward at having it pointed out.

"But you're in college! You probably need that! It's okay, I'll pay for mine." Daisuke fished around in his wallet for a minute, pulling out a few wrinkled bills, counting them out carefully.

Taichi reached out and shoved the money back into his wallet. "It's fine. Seriously. Ramen isn't expensive." Then he smirked, and wiggled his eyebrows at the younger boy. "Now you can say you've had *two* dates be so impressed that they paid your way." With that he turned and walked out of the building, leaving Daisuke to process what he said before running to catch up with him.

"What do you mean date?!" Daisuke yelled after him.

Taichi just laughed and kept walking.