Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ About Nothing ❯ chapter 5 ( Chapter 5 )

About Nothing

Chapter 5

"Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke asked, staring at the older boy with wide eyes. "Are you okay?" Slipping his left foot in and out of his

house slipper, he wished he'd taken a shower or something instead of sitting around in his clothes from yesterday, clothes which

probably smelled of beer - or worse - vomit.

Taichi just leaned against the doorframe, panting. He'd run all the way back to Daisuke's house without thinking, knocked without thinking, and now his brain was finally catching up with him only to let him know he wasn't sure what he was supposed to say. He ran a hand through his hair and tried to think clearly, but the panicked feeling in his stomach was doing a good job of preventing that.

"I thought you were going to take a nap. You just left, did you forget something?" Daisuke cocked his head to one side and watched Taichi with a confused expression.

"No," Taichi managed to mumble, finally catching his breath. "I needed to see you."

Daisuke's eyes lit up and he smiled, stepping back to let Taichi enter the apartment.

Taichi winced mentally, realizing how that had sounded, and made no move to enter. "I mean I need to talk to you about last night."

"Last night?" Daisuke's face turned a faint shade of red.

"Yeah, uh...I don't really remember most of it..." Taichi began, but he trailed off when the smile faded from Daisuke's face.

"You don't remember?"

"Well... no! I remember! Just not the little details! ...Did you tell Ken the little details?" Taichi asked, mentally patting himself on the back for having cleverly avoided a more direct answer.

"No," Daisuke said, shaking his head.

Taichi felt a great weight lift from his body, and he practically collapsed right there. Ken was just assuming things! Nothing had happened, it was all okay!

"I didn't tell him the details, I told him everything." Daisuke paused and watched as Taichi paled, then turned an odd shade of green. "You aren't mad, are you? I didn't think you'd mind..."

"Mad? No! No, of course not. Uh... who else did you tell about... y'know...?" Taichi asked, finding it hard to speak with his throat closed up in fear.

"Just Jun-neesan," Daisuke said, smiling. "She was kinda upset, but I convinced her it was okay."

"Y-you did, huh? It was okay?" Taichi gulped hard, feeling lightheaded from the shock.

"Yeah! It's not your fault. You were drunk! You couldn't help it," Daisuke said. "But..." He paused and seemed to be struggling with the words. "I wish you'd try something like that when you weren't drunk."

Taichi found himself suddenly on the floor. He groaned unhappily. His ass would hurt from landing on it like that, but at least he hadn't landed on his face.

"Are you okay?!" Daisuke kneeled down next to him, checking for any signs of injury. "You should be more careful..."

Taichi shook his head slowly, staring blankly at the wall. "I... uh... you want me to do that again?"

The smaller boy ducked his head and grinned, nodding slightly. "Yeah..."

"...Oh." Taichi couldn't think of what he should be saying to make this okay. He wished suddenly that he'd taken Yamato with him. Yamato was always better at these sort of things. At the moment, though, Taichi couldn't think of what his friend would have told him to do. All he could think was, 'Run!'

"You... don't want to," Daisuke said quietly, backing off and lowering his eyes to the floor. He stopped shuffling his feet around in his slippers anxiously, stopped even feeling especially anxious, and bit his lower lip. After a moment, he reached down to tug one of the slippers back into place. It was a good way of avoiding Taichi's eyes. He felt so stupid. Of course Taichi didn't want to kiss him. Of course. He'd been drunk. People did things they didn't mean when they were drunk.

Without thinking, Taichi winced and reached out, putting a hand on Daisuke's shoulder and looked at him firmly. "I didn't say that."

Daisuke flinched slightly when Taichi's hand rested on his shoulder, and he gave the older boy a searching look. What he saw seemed to depress him. "But it's what you meant."

'Well, he's got me there. But I can't tell him that... not after... I've gotta make it up to him.' Taichi grinned slightly and shrugged. "Nah. Actually, I thought maybe - if you're not too angry at me for everything - I could make it up to you."

"You don't have to make anything up to me! I'm not angry or anything!" But he was already smiling again, and sitting forward anxiously. "Make it up to me how?"

Taichi was unable to repress a laugh at the sudden change of mood. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. "Well, I could take you out."

Daisuke's mouth fell open and he gaped at Taichi. "Like, as in a date?!"

Chuckling, Taichi reached over and lifted Daisuke's jaw back into place. "Yeah, a date." He was going to say more, but he found it hard to speak with all of the air knocked out of him. It took Taichi a moment to get his bearings, but as he stared up at the ceiling he realized he was on his back, laying in the middle of the hall. Daisuke had positively pounced on him, and was now hugging him so tightly that Taichi wondered if his ribs would be bruised.

"When? Now?!" Daisuke rested his chin on Taichi's chest and grinned up at him happily. 'The cookies worked!'

Sitting up with some difficulty, Taichi pried Daisuke off of himself and put some distance between them, but couldn't help smiling back at the younger boy's enthusiasm. "I'm not exactly dressed for a date," Taichi said, indicating his dirty clothes. "Most of the good restaurants don't like when you start attracting flies."

Daisuke shook his head and smiled wider. "It's fine, you look great! We don't have to go anywhere fancy... burgers would be good."

"You don't want an expensive dinner? What about one of those romance movies?"

Wrinkling his nose, Daisuke shrugged. "If you want to do something like that. But... isn't there an action movie we could go see or something?" Quickly, he continued, "It's just... those chick flicks are usually kinda boring, but if you like them-"

"Yeah... I think so, too." Taichi felt a sudden urge to hug Daisuke, but shoved the thought aside. Still, he couldn't believe he wasn't going to have to put on the whole dating act. 'Hell, I might even enjoy this. It's just Daisuke, but at least I won't have to sit through some stupid movie and pay a whole week's food budget for a fancy dinner.' "But look... let's do it tomorrow. I'm still pretty tired." Taichi stood and reached out to help Daisuke up before continuing. "I'll come get you tomorrow around noon, okay?"

Daisuke hand was clutching Taichi's tightly, and the smile on his face was wide and bright. "Okay!"

In retrospect, Taichi would realize that what he did next probably wasn't the smartest move, but at the time it seemed totally natural. After all, it wasn't some weird stranger, it was Daisuke. They'd been friends since they were kids, and Taichi had always enjoyed teasing his friends - especially Daisuke. So he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Daisuke's gently without thinking much of it. "See you tomorrow, then." Taichi turned and walked away, waving over his shoulder.

What he didn't see was the way that Daisuke was still frozen in the hall, his lips parted and his eyes unfocused, ten minutes later.

***

"I can't believe you've got a date," Yamato said from behind his newspaper. Yamato was sitting at the table, and Taichi was standing next to it, foot propped up on its surface so he could tie his shoe easily. Yamato had given up telling him not to put his feet up on things long ago.

"What's so unbelievable about that? I get dates! I get lots of dates when I want them." Taichi stood and grabbed the car keys off the table.

"And you're taking my car? No way. Not until you tell me who this date is with. And how you could do this after what you did to Daisuke." Yamato gave his friend a cold look.

"I told you already, it's all cleared up. I didn't rape him." '...Technically. Seems it was pretty mutual, so I'm not lying,' Taichi thought. "Anyway, Daisuke's the one I'm taking out." He grabbed the newspaper from Yamato and found the entertainment section, looking for the movie listings. There was a long silence from Yamato's end of the table, and when Taichi looked up, his friend was just staring at him blankly. "What?"

"You're taking out Daisuke?"

"Yeah, sure. Why not? It's not like it's a big deal or anything," he said, shrugging and setting the newspaper down. "I'll buy him dinner, treat him to a movie, and we'll be even." Taichi winced, realizing the expression on Yamato's face was one that meant only one thing: Taichi had done something stupid.

"Even for what? You're just going to blow him off after this?" The blond's tone was disapproving.

"Even for barfing all over the place, that's all! And what'dya mean, 'blow him off'?" Taichi asked, dropping his foot to the floor and shoving his hands into his pockets nervously.

Yamato sighed in exasperation. "You still don't get it, do you?"

"Get what? What's to get?! He seemed to like the idea just fine."

"Of course he was happy about the date, you idiot! He likes you."

Taichi blinked at his friend confusedly. "...Whatcha mean?"

"I mean, he made you cookies and took care of you and let you do whatever it was you did to him, and now he's happy about a date? After all that? He likes you."

"I already told you, I didn't do anything! And he doesn't like me. He's just..."

"Madly in love?" asked a voice from the guest room where Yamato had been sleeping. He'd been smart enough to know it was better to give up his own bed than let Taichi have the guest room, considering everything in there was still brand new and had cost a pretty penny. Taichi was far too good at 'breaking things in', as he put it. Yamato preferred to call it just 'breaking things'.

Taichi turned and gaped at the half-dressed Ken that had appeared there. The boy's dark hair was tussled and messy, and he was wearing a long t-shirt and what appeared to be nothing else. Taichi hoped he at least had underwear on underneath.

"...Ken?"

The younger boy folded his arms and scowled at Taichi. Taichi, in turn, couldn't help but laugh. There was no way he was going to take him seriously looking like that.

"Taichi! Listen to him, okay? He is Daisuke's best friend," Yamato said, sounding annoyed.

"But... but look at him!" Taichi said, biting down a laugh. " He looks like a five-year-old waking his mom with a bad dream. You're such a cradle-robber, Yamato."

"I'm the cradle robber? At least I didn't rape him," Yamato said tersely, blushing a bit in embarrassment.

"And I didn't rape Daisuke, so drop it!" Taichi said, getting defensive.

"My point is that Daisuke's been in love with you almost as long as I've known him. If you go on this date with him, it had better be because you like him back." Ken came over and sat next to Yamato at the table and gave Taichi a dark look. "If you're doing this as some sort of reparation, don't. It'll just hurt him more."

"I... I never said I was doing it for that!" Taichi said defensively. "And what are you talking about?! He's not in love with me! That'd be weird! I woulda noticed."

"That's bullshit, and you know it," Yamato said. Taichi shut his mouth instantly. When Yamato talked like this, it was best just not to argue. "Even I've noticed it, Taichi. I thought it was just a crush, but..."

"He loves you," Ken finished. "If you go on this date with him and you don't feel anything for him you'll break his heart. And if you break his heart..."

Taichi forced a grin and stepped back a few steps, nodding. "Yeah, yeah. I know. You'll kill me. I get the picture, okay? You guys are overreacting! It's no big deal." He backed out the door, grinning nervously. "It'll go fine, you'll see!" Taichi quickly closed the door behind himself before Yamato or Ken could say anything.

Yamato stood and gathered up the discarded pieces of newspaper before frowning at the dirt on the floor. "The least he could do is not wear his shoes in the house."

***

Taichi found himself once again at Daisuke's door, and took a moment to straighten out his shirt before knocking. He'd worn his nicest pair of jeans - the only ones without holes - and a short-sleeved red button-up shirt his mom had gotten him a while back. The look was a carefully chosen casual one, and anyway, he felt more comfortable than he would have in fancy stuff.

'Those guys are wrong. They don't know what they're talking about. Sure, Daisuke seems like he likes me now, but we had sex! That's all it is. He'll get over it once he realizes I'm the same old Taichi I've always been. Daisuke's not gonna be weird. It'll be just like it always is when we hang out.' He knocked on the door loudly and stood back, feeling a slight nervousness in his stomach.

Daisuke opened the door and grinned, glancing up and down Taichi's body quickly and cocking his head appreciatively at his attire. He'd been worried he was supposed to dress up, but he didn't really own anything he could have worn that was nicer than his black slacks and dark blue top. He figured that was about as neutral as he could get, and the top was a boatneck so it would be cool enough even though it had long sleeves. It was getting warm out, after all.

Taichi tried to just glance at Daisuke's outfit, but he got stuck around his neck. There it was, out in the open like that. Taichi stared for a long moment before looking back up at his face. 'Huh. Didn't realize I had a neck fetish. Learn something new every day...'

"...Taichi-senpai?" Daisuke tugged on his left sleeve nervously. 'What's he staring at? Maybe I shoulda worn something else after all...'

"Huh? Oh! Oh, sorry. Just, uh... distracted." Taichi grinned and held out his hand. "Ready to go?"

Daisuke blinked at the hand, then took it and smiled. "Sure. Where're we going?"

"Well, I checked the showtimes and I think if we leave now we can make it to the two o'clock show," Taichi said, leading Daisuke down the hall.

"What're we gonna see?" Daisuke asked, a slight bounce in his step. 'Best day ever already, and we haven't even done anything yet!'

"Oh, the only action movie playing was the new James Bond movie, "The Spy is Forever". Figured that'd be cool. Lots of explosions and stuff." Taichi glanced at Daisuke and grinned, finding his eyes once again attracted to the bare neck and then to the bit of shoulder showing as the neck of the shirt slipped to the side. He reached over and tugged the shirt back into place, carefully avoiding the distraction.

Daisuke blushed as Taichi's hand brushed over his bare skin and he smiled. "Sounds great! I love those movies."

Taichi glanced at his watch as they walked down the stairs and out onto the street. "I think we have time to get a burger or something. You hungry?"

"Always!" Daisuke squeezed Taichi's hand and smiled so hard his face ached. "Burgers sound awesome. Teriyaki burgers... with fries!" Daisuke licked his lips and a loud grumbling sound came from his stomach.

Laughing, Taichi ducked down slightly to kiss the top of Daisuke's head. "You're cute, y'know that?"

Daisuke felt a slight shiver go down his spine and laughed nervously. "Me? Nah."

"No, really. You are." Taichi grinned and opened the passenger-side door to Yamato's car. "C'mon, let's hurry so we have time to eat."

Daisuke slipped into the car and buckled himself in. Taichi went around and got into the driver's seat and started the car, pulling them out onto the road and driving towards the nearest burger joint. Daisuke leaned his head back against the seat and sighed contentedly.

"You okay?" Taichi asked as they drove down the street. "You're all... quiet."

"I'm great." Daisuke said, turning his head to stare at Taichi happily.

Taichi shifted slightly and glanced at Daisuke nervously. "You're, uh... staring at me."

"Yeah," Daisuke said, his grin widening. "We're on a date. I can do that."

"Guess that's fair," Taichi mumbled, trying to ignore the distinct feeling of being watched.

The rest of the drive was made in silence, Daisuke's eyes fixed firmly on Taichi, and Taichi's on the road. When they pulled into the parking lot of the fast food place, Taichi breathed a sigh of relief before getting out of the car. Daisuke followed him quickly and they went into the building without saying anything.

'Okay, so maybe this is kinda weird,' Taichi thought, watching Daisuke quietly as they waited in line.

"Now you're staring at me," Daisuke said, poking Taichi's chest.

"Yep. We're on a date, I can do that." Taichi smirked and lowered his eyes to Daisuke's neck again, enjoying the view. 'Wouldn't mind getting to taste that...' He shook his head and fixed his eyes back on the overhead menu. 'No, no. This date is to make up for that kinda stuff, I can't try anything. Even if he did say he wanted me to do it again...'

Daisuke ordered his meal from the menu and reached into his pocket for his wallet before suddenly being pushed aside by Taichi, who ordered his before Daisuke could pay. "Uh..." Daisuke stood there, wallet in hand, feeling awkward.

Taichi handed the clerk his money and led Daisuke away to wait for their food. "You're not paying. I asked you out, right? So I pay."

"You really don't have to-"

"Yeah. But I did, so deal with it." Taichi smirked and ruffled Daisuke's hair affectionately. "No one pays for me on a date."

Daisuke pouted and shook his head, trying to fix his hair. "What if I asked you out next time? Then can I pay?"

Taichi tensed slightly. 'Next time?' "Er... maybe." He grabbed the tray of food that was set in front of them, thankful for the distraction. "C'mon, let's eat."

They sat at a small table near the window and separated their food out, neither bothering to speak as they inhaled it. Taichi finished his off only seconds before Daisuke and the two boys leaned back in their chairs, patting their full stomachs.

"That's better," Taichi said, feeling much more relaxed now that he was full.

"Mmmm... I like food," Daisuke said, licking his lips and completely missing a bit of ketchup at the side of his mouth.

"You missed a spot," Taichi said, pointing.

"Here?" Daisuke licked his mouth again, getting only half of the ketchup off his mouth.

"No, here." Taichi reached over and wiped the sauce off with his finger, and with a mischievous grin, brought the finger to his mouth and sucked on it. "Mmmm... Daisuke-flavored sauce." The slight embarrassment Taichi felt was well worth the bright red color the other boy turned. "C'mon, we've gotta go now if we're gonna make it to the movie."

Daisuke stood and followed Taichi back to the car, wishing he could stop blushing for even a moment.

***

Eyes wide, hand clenching Daisuke's, Taichi wondered what the hell he'd been thinking. 'Good one, Taichi. Let's see a James Bond movie! They're full of SEX! Great thinking...' He chucked the empty popcorn bag into the trash can to his left as the two boys left the theatre. Daisuke was still on a high from the action, babbling on about the awesome explosions that Taichi normally would have appreciated.

But this time he was much more aware of the sex scenes interspersed into the movie. It didn't help that through the whole movie he could see Daisuke out of the corner of his eye. Daisuke, with that damn shirt, with that tempting bit of skin peeking out from the neck. He'd never gone to see these movies with anyone dressed like this before, and he thought next time he'd be safer with the stupid chick-flick after all.

"And then that car exploded and whoa, the special effects were so awesome, and then Bond is all, 'I'm James Bond, my car exploded with me inside it but I'm not even singed 'cause I'm the man.' And he shoots the other guys, and..." Daisuke trailed off and gave Taichi an odd look. "Are you okay? You look kinda... out of it."

"Me? Yeah! I'm fine! Fine, totally completely fine," Taichi said, annoyed at how anxious his voice sounded. 'Sure, he notices all the cool effects and all I can think about is the stupid sex scenes. Man, that girl was hot, though... I need to get laid. And SOON.

Daisuke frowned and ducked his head slightly. "Aren't you having fun?"

Taichi noticed with some frustration that in that position the neck of the shirt dangled down just enough to see Daisuke's collarbone, and he couldn't help but think about what the smaller boy's reaction would be if he nibbled on it, or just above it, at the nape of his neck. "...Yeah... lots of fun," Taichi mumbled.

"You're bored," Daisuke said, letting go of Taichi's hand and looking away.

Taichi chuckled. "That's really not the problem." 'The problem is that every time you move I get to see a little more of that lovely caramel-colored skin of yours... and I keep wondering if you taste as good as you look... augh! This is so stupid, it's just Daisuke. I'm not supposed to want to sex up Daisuke. This is all that stupid movie's fault!'

"Then what is? Did I do something stupid again? I do stupid stuff a lot." Daisuke wrinkled his nose and stuck the tip of his tongue out.

Unable to stop himself before he acted, Taichi ducked down and captured Daisuke's tongue with his mouth, sucking on it lightly and pressing his lips to the other boy's.

Daisuke's first reaction was to pull away, but Taichi's hands had found their way to his sides and were holding him firmly in place. Then he realized they were still in the lobby of the theatre and people were staring. Fortunately, Daisuke really didn't care if they stared. He reached up and caught his hands into Taichi's shirt and shut his eyes, kissing back and enjoying the way Taichi's mouth tasted, brushing his tongue against the older boy's.

They stayed that way until Taichi began feeling two sensations. First, the loss of oxygen to his brain, and second, the sudden tightness of his pants. He wrenched away from Daisuke, panting slightly and licking his lips. 'He does taste good...'

Daisuke was breathing heavily and biting his lower lip, only enhancing the swollen red color that had overtaken them. "Um..." He grinned nervously.

Taichi took a deep breath, hoping the oxygen would return his blood to his brain. "Look, I'm really sorry... I shouldn't be-"

"You wanna come over?" Daisuke interrupted, quickly and before he could lose his nerve. "My parents won't be home."

Taichi felt his mouth go dry and he stared at the younger boy for a long moment, weighing the possibilities. 'Get laid and don't fix anything, and if Ken's right it'll just make him like me more... or say no and end this now.' "Okay," Taichi said, nodding. "If you want." 'I'll worry about all that other stuff later. Ken's not right, anyway.'

Daisuke smiled and opened his mouth to respond, but got cut off.

"Do you boys mind?" The theater manager had approached them and was now standing only a few feet away, glaring harshly at them.

Daisuke's eyes went wide and he had a guilty look on his face. Taichi frowned, turning to the manager. Daisuke had been happy, damn it. He didn't want that messed up now. "Fuck off." Taichi took Daisuke's hand and led him out of the theater, ignoring the way everyone - including Daisuke - stared at him for the retort.

***

The drive back to Daisuke's house had been silent. Daisuke wasn't sure what he was supposed to say, and anyway, he was nervous. He hadn't been thinking when he'd invited Taichi over, and he wasn't sure exactly what he was going to end up doing - although, if the stories about Taichi's life at college were true, he had a pretty good idea.

Taichi, on the other hand, had adjusted the rearview mirror so he got a nice view of Daisuke's torso - including that lovely bit of shoulder that was bared - the whole way back. He tried to think of the last time he'd had sex and realized it had been months. With school and working a part time job, he hadn't had time to date. 'Well, that explains the stupid dreams,' he thought.

They were quiet and well-behaved as they walked up the stairs to Daisuke's floor. Taichi didn't make a move to touch Daisuke the whole way up, and Daisuke was so distracted by the anticipation that he was finding it difficult just to walk correctly. They entered his apartment and slipped off their shoes, and Daisuke turned to ask Taichi if he'd like some soda or something when he suddenly found the himself yanked onto the sofa and into Taichi's lap.

Taichi's hands were already snaking around Daisuke's hips and sliding under his shirt when Daisuke opened his mouth to speak. "Taichi-sen -" Daisuke tried to say, but was cut off by a hungry kiss. He let out a surprised squeak, but soon relaxed into Taichi's arms. The older boy's lap was warm and he scooted forward until their chests were pressed together, his hands resting on Taichi's shoulders, clinging to Taichi's shirt tightly.

Taichi's hands, however, were busy sliding up Daisuke's back over his shirt, feeling through the thin cloth, then up over the boy's shoulders, and onto the exposed skin. Taichi let out a soft moan when his fingers found the soft skin of Daisuke's throat, and he slid his fingers up and down the back of his neck slowly.

Daisuke's eyes went wide at the sound Taichi made, then slid closed again at the feeling of the older boy's warm hands on his skin. He broke the kiss to catch his breath, feeling dizzy. The deeper he breathed, the more he could smell Taichi, and the more he could smell Taichi, the deeper he had to breathe. He felt drunk on the scent of the older boy, and let his head roll back slightly, trying to focus his eyes on the ceiling.

Taichi had been distracted, staring at the way his hands looked in contrast to Daisuke's skin tone, wondering how the smaller boy kept his skin so soft, when his head suddenly moved out of the way and his neck was exposed. Growling softly, Taichi leaned forward and bit into the nape of Daisuke's neck, sucking on the spot hard, his eyes half-closed. He tasted faintly of sweat, and under that was something Taichi didn't recognize. 'That must be how he tastes,' Taichi thought, letting out another small growl.

Daisuke tensed at the feeling of teeth and held his breath, feeling his heartbeat speed up. The possessive growls coming from Taichi made him shudder, but the pinch of teeth on his skin combined with it to make it more than a little frightening. "Taichi-senpai... ow..." Daisuke said as Taichi bit down a bit harder, surprised to hear how husky his own voice sounded.

Sitting back, Taichi stared confusedly at the angry red marks left by his teeth. He'd gotten a little carried away, he thought, and ducked back down to kiss and suck on the sore spot apologetically.

Daisuke relaxed and let out a long shuddering breath. This was much better, and he felt his body responding again. He began unconsciously grinding into Taichi, his hands sliding down Taichi's chest and finding the bottom of his shirt. He slipped his fingers underneath, tracing them softly above the waistband of Taichi's pants, enjoying the soft warmth of Taichi's skin. "Taichi-senpai..." he breathed, this time chuckling at the sound of his own voice. 'I sound like someone in a porno...'

Taichi moved his way up Daisuke's neck to his jaw, then back down again, covering every bare inch of skin with light kisses. "Mmmm..." He tried to say something, but decided that was clear enough, and ground up into Daisuke, responding to the movement coming from Daisuke.

Eyes wide, Daisuke sat back quickly, surprised by the sudden feeling of Taichi pressing into him, even through their clothes. "Wha... Taichi-senpai..." Daisuke panted.

"Shh, just relax," Taichi mumbled, pulling him back against him to do it again, and groaned quietly.

Daisuke shut his eyes tightly, trying to do just that, but felt himself just getting tenser and tenser. "But..." He tried to form a sentence, letting it trail off into a confused moan.

Taichi chuckled and moved to the other side of Daisuke's neck, sucking on a particularly tempting spot before responding. "You said you wanted me to do this when I wasn't drunk, right?" Taichi's voice was low and breathy, and he nibbled gently down onto Daisuke's exposed shoulder.

"I... I said... I wanted you to kiss me..." Daisuke mumbled, confused.

Taichi kissed the boy's shoulder a few more times before that thought finally made it through the haze to his brain, and he sat up abruptly, looking Daisuke in the eyes. "You said you wanted me to do it when I wasn't drunk."

Daisuke swallowed hard and looked at Taichi nervously. "Yeah... like last night when you tried to kiss me."

"What do you mean, when I tried to kiss you? You mean when we had sex, right?" Taichi felt his arousal slowly fading into a dazed, confused feeling. Wasn't that what Daisuke had meant?

The younger boy's eyes went huge and he stared at Taichi for a long moment before responding. "We didn't have sex."

A wave of relief passed over Taichi, quickly followed by a distinct feeling of anger. "What do you mean, we didn't have sex?!"

"We didn't! You tried to kiss me and I wouldn't let you!" Daisuke said, tensing up.

"What the... then why did you tell Ken I raped you?!" Taichi half-yelled, dropping his hands from Daisuke's body.

"I didn't! I told him you slept over and we slept in together in the same bed, that's all! Maybe he misunderstood..." Daisuke frowned, now understanding Ken's strange reaction. 'Oops...'

Taichi shoved Daisuke unceremoniously off his lap and onto the couch next to him. "You mean all this was for nothing?!"

The last remnants of hope left in Daisuke were suddenly shattered and he sat there staring at Taichi uncomprehendingly. "Nothing?" For a moment, he felt like crying, but that was soon replaced by anger. "What do you MEAN, it was for nothing?! You mean all this, the kisses, the date... THIS was just 'cause you thought you raped me?!"

"Gods, I can't believe I listened to Ken and Yamato on this. How stupid, of COURSE I would have known if I'd DONE anything." Taichi shook his head and stood, straightening his clothes out. "Well, at least I don't have to worry about that now."

"Wha... you don't have to worry...?" Daisuke stood and stared at Taichi coldly before punching him in the face as hard as he could.

Taichi stumbled backwards a few steps and clutched his cheek, wincing. "The hell was that for?!"

"You were just doing this out of guilt! You don't like me at all, do you?!" Daisuke clenched his hands into fists and considered hitting Taichi again.

"What the hell are you talking about? Of course it was 'cause of that!" Taichi rubbed the sore spot and frowned. "I'm going to have a bruise."

"You don't even care, do you?! After kissing me and asking me out and acting like this super nice guy... all that was to clear your conscience! You didn't even think about how I'd feel!"

"How you'd... you mean you DO like me?! Oh, man, I can't believe they were right about that..." Taichi rolled his eyes. "Well, sorry. I didn't know."

"How could you not know?! I wouldn't have had sex with you if I didn't like you, and that's what you thought we did! What kinda guy do you think I am? I guess I'm just too weak to get away from your drunken clutches, huh?" Daisuke laughed bitterly. "You probably would have tried something if you hadn't passed out right away. You're really not that impressive drunk."

Taichi glared angrily at Daisuke. "Well, it's not my fault you've got some kind of stupid crush on me! I was trying to do the right thing here, y'know!"

"What, by having sex with me?! Is that your solution for everything?!" Daisuke yelled, trembling.

"Well, look at how you're dressed! Why'd you dress like a skank if you didn't want me to fuck you, huh?!"

"A skank?!" Daisuke looked down at his outfit, then back up at Taichi like he was crazy. "What are you talking about?!"

"Y'know what? Forget it." Taichi stormed to the door and shoved his feet into his shoes, grabbing the handle and then pausing, turning back to give Daisuke an expectant look. "Aren't you gonna say anything?"

"Just get out!" Daisuke yelled, throwing a couch pillow at him.

Scowling, Taichi slammed the door after himself and stomped down the stairs to the car. He got halfway back to Yamato's place before the anger faded and he realized what he'd just done.

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Notes and such:

Made up Bond movie title, yes. Because they're all a few years ahead of us and all, so this was gotten from a Bond movie title generator. >D I think it worked fairly nicely. Although I was really fond of "You Only Never Die Twice Again".

"Jun-neesan" is what I opted with having Daisuke call Jun in this. This is totally my call, however, as all we ever hear him call her directly is "That girl", and "Aniki" which is sort of like a way of saying she's his older sibling but he doesn't acknowledge her as a relative. ^_^;; Both of these however are to other people (Takeru is one) and when she's not THERE. We don't know what he calls her to her face. Also, Daisuke uses much more polite speak in front of Taichi. So instead of just "That girl" he'd probably call her something a bit more normal, but still a bit distanced. So... in this case, "Jun-neesan" fit, I think. ^_^;; Yeah. "Neesan", if you don't know, means 'older sister' and is only somewhat polite.