Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ New Life ❯ A Reason to Fall ( Chapter 11 )
Warnings: You guys are gonna recognize the first part! If you don't, then you haven't read "I Love You, I'll Kill You". If there are any mistakes with POV in the first couple of paragraphs, sorry. I cut and pasted it from ILY, IKY, and then changed the POV things, but if I missed any, I didn't mean to. I don't think I did though. Now on with the chapter already!
New Life
Chapter 11: A Reason to Fall
"Do you wanna dance?"
"Of course! But why are you asking me?"
"You look like a nice guy."
Yamato and Taichi were at a bar. The blonde was wearing tight black pants and a sleeveless black shirt, black boots, a black leather spike bracelet on his left wrist, a silver cuff bracelet on his right wrist, a black and silver spike necklace, a silver chain with a skull and crossbones charm on it, a silver ring in his right ear, a hand-painted thorn-covered vine tattoo circling his left bicep, and silver rings on random fingers on both hands. Not to mention the thick, dark eyeliner-but Taichi seemed entranced by the way the blonde looked.
Yamato grabbed the brunette's hand and dragged him onto the dance floor, where masses of bodies were pressed together, making things heat up more than they probably should have. He stood behind the brunette and put his hands on his waist, and started rubbing himself against the brunette to the beat of the music. Taichi leaned into his figure, amazed at how their curves seemed to fit perfectly to each other. Yamato set his head in the crook of Taichi's neck and the brunette could feel his hot breath going down his shirt. Taichi couldn't help but lean his head back onto the warm shoulder as the blonde started to kiss his neck. When the song changed, Taichi forced the blonde to switch positions with him. He set his hands on Yamato's waist and put his head in the crook of the blonde's neck as he had done with him. Yamato brought his hands up over his head and around to the back of Taichi's neck, running his fingers up the brunette's scalp into his mass of brown hair. Taichi's hands started to travel and were in the blonde's shirt in seconds, rubbing his muscular stomach. He started to kiss and suck at Yamato's neck, and when the blonde didn't protest, he kept going until he knew the blonde had a hickey. A few minutes later, the song stopped and the DJ started talking over the voices of the people, only being heard because he was using a microphone-but Yamato and Taichi weren't paying attention. Yamato turned around to face Taichi and put his arms around the brunette's neck. They stared into each others' eyes until long after the next song had started. They slowly leaned in-closer and closer-until their lips lightly touched. They both closed our eyes and added passion to the kiss, letting their tongues invade each others' mouths.
Yamato shot up in bed, sweat rolling down his face. He looked at the brunette lying in bed beside him and wondered what the deal with his dream was. The bed moved and he saw the brunette roll over out of the corner of his eye. He didn't expect to have woken up his bedmate, but realized he had when the brunette spoke.
"Whatsa matter? Have a bad dream?"
"What? No . . . I had a dream, but . . . it wasn't bad. Actually, it was kind of . . . I don't know-it seemed like it had happened. Like it was a past life or something."
Taichi sat up, intrigued by what the blonde was talking about.
"What happened?"
"Um . . . well, it's kinda . . . uh . . . hard to say, you know?"
"Why? Was I in it or something?"
"Yeah."
"Well tell me then! If I was in it, you know you gotta tell me. It's not like I'm gonna freak out or anything."
"You might. But what's really weird is that it was like a dream I had while we were on the hill, but I'm not sure it was a dream."
"Was I in that one, too?" Yamato nodded slowly as a response. "Then you gotta tell me both of them. But tell me about the one you just had first." Yamato told about his dream, putting as much detail in as he could-without feeling too weird about it, or getting embarrassed. "So what about the dream on the hill?"
"Well I woke up and saw you, and then . . . you kissed me."
"Did you like it?" The blonde didn't respond, instead biting his lip to avoid the question, although he didn't know how that would keep him from having to answer. "Well?" Again, Yamato didn't respond. "Come on. Like I already said: it's not like I'm gonna freak out or anything."
"Yes." Now Yamato couldn't even look at the brunette. All he could do was pull his legs up to his chest and bury his face in his knees.
"You know what, Yamato?" The blonde flinched at his friend's harsh tone, but when he spoke again, his voice was soft and reassuring. "On the hill . . . that wasn't a dream."
Yamato looked up and stared into the brunette's dark eyes, blinking a few times in disbelief of what his best friend had just said. "What?"
"I said it wasn't a dream. I kissed you. Then I laid on your chest until you fell asleep, and I moved back to where I was laying so you'd think it was just a dream. But I slipped up when I was talking to you once you woke me up again and I was worried that you had figured it out-like maybe you weren't really awake when I kissed you and you were grossed out by it."
"That seriously wasn't a dream?"
"How could I have known about laying on your chest if it was? You didn't tell that part."
"Oh yeah. And I was still awake then. Oops."
"Do you know why Sora broke up with you-really?"
"What do you mean, `really'? TK told me that she thought you and I would make a good couple."
"Well she only broke up with you because I asked her to . . ."
"Why'd you wanna talk to me Tai?" Sora asked politely as she walked into the empty classroom with Tai on her heels.
"I want you to break up with Matt."
"Why?" Sora was startled that her friend would ask her to do something like that.
"Because . . . you know how I had to go to the hospital the day that Shizuma cut TK's throat? It's because I passed out, but I passed out because I had a bunch of weird memories from a different life giving me a headache. Matt and I were lovers, but he was a murderer, and I was a cop, and he killed my partner, so I had to shoot him, but he was crying when he died in my arms. It was just . . . weird, you know? But then he came to visit me late at night as a ghost and I woke up and I could see him. Then we went to this weird dimension thingy and this guy said we were getting a second chance to have the life that we wanted. This is what we got, but instead you two were going out, and things were really different-but now I know how things are supposed to be. Just . . . do it for me . . . please."
Sora couldn't say no to one of her best friends, so she instead told about what she had seem herself from Yamato. "Okay. But I think He like you, too. He might not even know it, but I think he knows it deep down. I've seen the way his eyes shine around you, and, maybe I'm the only one that's noticed it, but he seems more comfortable with you than with me."
"You're very perceptive, you know that?"
"That is why I have the crest of love you know."
They shared a laugh before hugging and leaving the room. "Thanks, Sora."
"Even she could tell-long before we could."
"That's Sora for you. Putting others before herself."
"Yeah. But I told TK too. At the hospital."
"That must have been why he was telling me to try going out with you. He's gotten so good at staying away from all the facts."
"He's gotten older, too. He totally understood. He said he'd try to get you to think about it, but he could only do his best. Those were pretty much his exact words."
"Yeah."
"Something on your mind?" Taichi cupped Yamato's cheek in his hand and rubbed at the blonde's face with his thumb.
"Well doesn't this mean that we're gay now? I mean . . . what I said earlier at the courthouse-you know-about not being gay? I can't say that any more. But what will our parents think? And our friends?"
"They'll probably be okay with it. But don't think so much. You'll get wrinkles on your pretty face."
"Tai!" Yamato grabbed a pillow and threw it at the brunette, hitting him square in the face. "Only you could turn a serious thing into a goofy one."
"Well somebody's gotta do it, and I really don't think that someone is you."
"Shut up."
"Fine. I will." Being one to usually keep promises, Taichi grabbed the back of Yamato's neck and pulled him in for a long, passionate kiss. Their tongues tangoed with each other until the boys couldn't breathe, and they had to part to get air. "Was that shut up enough?"
"No. You're talking again." A grin spread across the blonde's face as Taichi leaned in for another kiss. He pushed Yamato onto his back and planted soft kisses all along the blonde's collarbone. Soon Taichi started sucking on Yamato's neck, and when he pulled back there was a hickey in the exact spot the blonde had gotten one in his dream.
"Now you're mine, Yama. All mine." And Yamato just moaned softly as the brunette planted more kisses along his neck.
TBC
I'm evil! Mwahaha! But now they're getting to some good stuff! And there will be a lemon soon, I promise. I'll warn you now, though: it's going to be very, very sour. But I want reviews! I wanna know how I did with making them remember stuff. Like? No like? Tell me! I wanna know! I will smite thee if thou doth not review! Not really. Happy New Year people! There should be another chapter or two up before then, but I don't know. I've got some late projects to do for school, so I don't know how much time I'll have to write, but I'll get up the next chapter ASAP! And just so you know, there's gonna be a sequel to this! More sci-fi, but I've already got it figured out. I wanted to add more, and I had this idea that I came up with when I went to bed last night, so, instead of making a whole new fic, I'm just gonna add more to this one. I figured-this is already sci-fi with the whole new life (haha) thing, so why not just add sci-fi to sci-fi? Yep, that makes sense. But they're gonna hafta pay for remembering. There's still a few more chapters to this, though. And I'm shutting up so you can get on with whatever you gotta do. And I'll write the prequel soon.