Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Romanced ❯ Nine ( Chapter 9 )

[ T - Teen: Not suitable for readers under 13 ]

Disclaimer: All of you know that I don't own Digimon, Digimon is Akiyoshi Hongo's creation and I don't know who else. This is yaoi (boyxboy), Taito, Kensuke (sort of), Yamaken and Taisuke.

Romanced by Wormmonsoul

part 1 Coming of Christmas
chapter 9

The excitement was over with everybody having received their presents. Takeru and Hikari examined the new teddy bear attentively and Hikari would look up at Taichi now and then saying, 'See, I'm not bothering you. Do what you want, already.' Taichi bit his lips and chewed his nails, piercing Yamato, who suspected nothing, with his stare.
But Sora was there.
Finally, the girls went into the kitchen to wash up and Taichi knew it was his chance.
"Yamato, why don't you go with me? I have a ..surprise for you," Taichi said in a near whisper. His heart seemed to be willing to jump out of his throat.
"Yeah."
Taichi took his hand and led him into his bedroom that was dark and quiet. Taichi ignored it. He shut the door and turned to Yamato, looking wildly at him. Yamato smiled.
"I'm not sure you'll like it," confessed Taichi in a strange husky voice that he didn't expect of himself. Combined with the dusk of the room and comfortable intimacy, this voice soothed the blonde boy.
"That's fine," Yamato whispered back.
"Yeah."
Taichi licked his dry lips. He placed his palm over Yamato's eyes, so that he couldn't see.
"Taichi?"
"That's ... It's just... This."
Taichi pressed his lips to Yamato, ran his hand over the blonde hair cupping the back of his head and tilting it to meet his kiss.
Yamato was too shocked. He failed to react in any way...
Taichi pressed their bodies together, and Yamato found himself pinned between the desk and Taichi.
*Yamato, do something! This can't be happening...*
Yamato gasped for air.
*This is too fast.. too fast..*
Yamato moved his lips apart to form words, but Taichi was too confused and nervous and he found it a perfect opportunity to get it on. His tongue slipped inside and his hot breath fried the words Yamato wanted to say alive. The world turned upside down; Yamato closed his eyes, giving in, felt Taichi's hand fall from his eyes and touch the side of his face.
Finally, Taichi moved back to breathe, swiftly recovered and again adjusted his mouth right to where he thought it belonged - over Yamato's lips. His tongue explored Yamato's mouth with renewed courage. This time, with Taichi growing passionate, impatient, Yamato moved along.
It was like going mad. Their breath mixed and plunged down their stomachs. Their lips were so soft - they didn't seem to exist at all. Their tongues interwove around one another... making the boys shiver..
Soon their lungs gave up and the boys parted lips, breathing heavily. Taichi gave Yamato a quick peck on the lips and pressed his hot forehead against his chin in a fashion of a child after mischief.
Yamato didn't dare open his eyes; his mind had obviously gone on vacation.
"Sorry, Yamato," whispered Taichi. His hands were around the blonde's waist and his face pressed to his neck.
"Ta.. Taichi.."
"I've been waiting.. for this.. for weeks... I'm sorry.. if I was too...uhm..."
"Fast?..." Yamato asked and swallowed. "How..." The blonde couldn't believe that was still happening to him. Of course, he had fancied Taichi... but it was gone, right? ..The so-presumed-sage voice remained silent.
Taichi nudged his long strands of blonde hair from his neck with his chin and whispered, "I love you..."
Yamato's vision swam. What did he do to deserve this? His brain still refused to function. It was in a kind of a blackout that was understandable, because when he went to this room he had least expected to be kissed sooo...
*Horrifying!!!* his voice stuck in, unwelcome.
...by Taichi..
"Wait.. but Daisuke.." Yamato began.
Taichi stared at him, burning with shame and love. He took a step back.
"Daisuke?"
"You two were so close.."
Taichi giggled. "NO!" he cried. "DAISUKE is absolutely out of the question!"
A dark blush appeared on Yamato's face. "Sorry.."
Taichi if it were possible pressed tighter to the blonde. "I've never... I mean, I never expected to feel this way about .. about you," he said. "I was happy that it was you. You're my best friend.. you'd understand.." he halted. He wanted Yamato's reaction - any reaction.
Yamato ran a quick check on his feelings: Was he ashamed of sharing a kiss with a boy, moreover, his best friend? No. "It's okay..."
"So," Taichi said bravely. "How 'bout.. Maybe... you would like to... go on?"
Yamato, unsure of what Taichi was offering, nodded. The brunette kissed him again, this time extending his kiss outside his mouth, running his tongue over his ear, while his hand slipped low to Yamato's waist.
Then realisation dawned on Yamato. He jerked away.
"WAIT!"
*THIS is what Taichi is like?!!!*
"You're too fast. I can't," Yamato said hurriedly. Disappointment flashed in the brunette's eyes. He apologetically nodded. "I'm quite shocked," the blonde told him nervously. "Why don't we... discuss it... tomorrow? It's uhm... late... and I want... to go home.. and think.. I think..."
"So, no sparks of love? No heart going 'boom'? Nothing magical?" asked Taichi hopelessly.
"Don't rush... I feel I'm going crazy."
"Good. That's how I felt in the beginning."
Taichi grinned his usual grin that Yamato found sometimes so fascinating and peaceful, and took his new love gently by the hand and took him out of the room and their comfortable privacy. Yamato stumbling followed him into the bright sitting room.
The evening closed. Night came on. Night before Christmas.

It was only on his way home that Yamato stopped in shock and pressed his palm to his mouth when the realisation - Taichi kissed me! - slammed home full force.
"Oh my god..."
He closed his eyes and forced himself to breathe. "Wait... what I am then? A friend? A lover? A secret crush? Am I in a relationship with Taichi?!" He shook his head and shuddered. "Do I want it? Does Taichi want it? ..I don't know..."
He stuck the key into the keyhole and opened the door to his apartment. "Father, I'm home!" he shouted automatically.
"The party was good?"
"Terrific."
Yamato shook off his boots and went straight to his room. He was kind of dizzy and not being able to walk in a straight line. "Your turn to wash up!" his father informed him from his place at the table.
"Aha.."
Yamato closed the door to his room and fell face down on the bed. He felt as if he was on fire. At the same time his stomach seemed to be full of ice cubicles.
*Taichi kissed me...* The thought turned and turned like a broken record.
Hiroaki-san peeked in his son's room and found him lying on his bed staring senselessly at the ceiling. He was worried why his son would do something like that.
"Good night, Yamato," he said quietly.
"Night.." Yamato said belatedly when the door already closed after his father.
*Nobody is stupid enough not to notice how you and Taichi develop something...*
It was a dangerous voice. It doubted if this kind of relationship was what his friends were expecting of him. And it asked in a very confidential and nauseating way, *Is it what you want? Do you really love Taichi .. but not as a friend?*
*How can I know?* Yamato bit back.
*But he loves you in exactly THIS way!*
Yamato rolled over and hid his head under the pillow. He tried to ignore that voice and think about something else. With a cold start he recalled that tomorrow was his performance and he would have to sing the song for Ken!
*Oh noooooo... I hate Christmas.*
From this day on, the fight with Belialvamdemon seemed to have been a piece of cake.

end of part one

a/n
Next part - the gig and I don't know what else. Look forward to finding that out. Does anybody else except me thinks that Yamato and Ken are cute together?... Hey?