A/N: This idea
suddenly came to me and I had to write it down before I forgot
it all. ^^ It's the most unoriginal, totally predictable thing
I've ever written in my life and there's probably a thousand other
fics just like this out there butI don't care. There's too
much Daiken and stuff and not enough Taito anymore. This is the
kind of fic that makes me feel all warm and happy and so I am
subjecting you to it too. Hah. I am writing the next part of 'London
Rain' it's justgoing kinda slowly. So this might tide you
over. Or it could just piss you off, I dunno.
The last scene
could fit into the 'Turning'/'London Rain' plot line if you want
implying that I'm a bad mother?"
all Mrs. Ishida, I'm simply saying that"
not Ishida. Not anymore."
look at me like that."
aware that I was"
a bad mother."
course. But then I'm sure you understand why I had to call you
in here, ma'am."
A hesitant nod.
"Yes" Then an opposing shake. "I don't know
what the matter is. He's never been like this before"
in these cases it can often be a way for the child to rid themselves
of foreign emotionsI would expect that it probably is directly
linked to the divorce."
it's not your fault, but I think that perhaps it might help to
sit him down, talk him through everything. And to explain that
violence is not a way to resolve"
it's the wrong thing to do," She explained sharply "You
think we didn't bring him up to know that?"
look. Just tell me what you want to do about it and then his father
and I will take care of the rest on our own."
He looked at
her sceptically. "Fine then. Would you like to call him in?"
She stood, walked
to the door and opened it, ready to talk to her son.
Her son who
She felt her
lips tighten. As if he wasn't in enough trouble already. Maybe
she really was a bad mother. She stared at the moulded lump of
plastic that vaguely resembled an empty chair for a moment before
marching up to the receptionist's desk.
the school, Yamato was standing up from a different lump of moulded
plastic, as the door to the nurse's office slid open. He knew
that this wasn't where he was supposed to be, but since he had
no particular desire to face his mother's 'I'm so disappointed
in you, Yamato' face he figured that he might as well get this
out of the way with first.
He said as the kid stepped out and looked up at the voice. He
regarded Yamato warily. Yamato didn't really know him. He was
in a different class and you just didn't socialise with the kids
from the other classes. Yamato could vaguely remember seeing him
around school, but that was largely due to the boy's flamboyant
nature and equally flamboyant appearance.
His hair was
completely out of control, sticking out in all directions, as
if the boy's head was being engulfed by chocolate flames. Bushy
strands flopped over his eyes which were soft and coffee-coloured
and under better circumstances their warmth would probably have
moved Yamato to makes friends. He always liked making friends.
Or at least he always had. He wasn't sure if he wanted friends
Today the kid
was wearing a shockingly blue T-shirt and around his neck hung
the trademark pair of goggles that had made his face stick in
Yamato's mind in the first place. You didn't often see someone
wandering around school with a pair of oversized goggles round
their neck. Especially not when teamed with such mad hair.
The kid scowled.
"What do you want?"
With an amazing
amount of resolve, Yamato wiped all traces of the smirk from his
face, focusing on doing what he had come here to do.
to sayI'm sorry," He said quietly, looking down at
his feet. This kid should consider himself lucky to be getting
an apology from him. Yamato didn't often apologise. But then he
didn't normally punch strangers in the face either.
When the mad-haired
boy didn't respond, Yamato continued. "I didn't mean to hurt
you," he said glancing at the blossoming bruise on the kid's
cheekbone, "Well, I mean I did mean to but"
The kid was
staring at him.
I wish I hadn't," Yamato finished uncertainly. Brown eyes
regarded him thoughtfully, before the barest trace of a forgiving
smile appeared across the kid's lips.
okay. I shouldn't have said that about your friend. It was just
a joke, I didn't know you'd take it so seriously," the kid
shook his head, "I'm sorry I said it."
surprised. The kid was apologising to him? And so casually as
well. He didn't even have anything to apologise for. "You
don't have to be sorry. It was my fault, really."
his teeth. "I said it was -my- fault." He repeated suddenly
feeling as though he should bewhat exactly? Winning? Winning
The kid opened
his mouth to speak, then thought better of it and shrugged.
They stared uneasily at each other for a moment before,
the kid offered, "but everyone calls me Tai."
Yamato returned, "Yamato."
and again Yamato was amazed by how friendly and forgiving this
kid was being towards him, considering what he had done. If someone
had hit him like that, he'd have held a grudge for years.
nice to meetcha Yamato," Taichi said politely and Yamato
nodded. "I should go back to class now,"
his head. "Aren't you going home?"
Taichi said with a spunky half-smile, "It won't kill me.
I'll be okay. See ya."
ya." Yamato watched as he walked away. "Taichi"
He muttered to himself after the other had gone, testing the name.
He liked it, he decided finally.
It was almost as good a name as
Uh oh. Yamato winced and turned to face his disgruntled mother.
* * * * * * *
believe thisyou're such an idiot Tai!"
Will you just shut up already?! Do you think you're making this
the fuck could you lose the fucking camp?!" The swears slipped
from Yamato's young lips before he could stop them. He hardly
ever swore, wanting to set a good example for his little brother,
but Taichi was making him so angry.
just my fault you know. You should have been paying attention
to where we were going as well!" That was good. Saved Taichi
from having to admit that he had in fact been too distracted by
his perplexing companion to note the route they were taking.
as he realised that he didn't have a suitable response for that
finewe were both at fault, happy?"
Taichi paused. Why wasn't he happy with that?
knowjust shut up!" Taichi repeated.
saying that and I am going to hit you so hard"
this is so stupid. We're going to get a lot further if we stop
screaming and just concentrate on finding the camp, right?"
at him, anger fading and nodded reluctantly.
Taichi supplied, a vocal answer to his own question, "Solet's
go through here." He pushed his way through the bushes and
off of the path that seemed to be leading them in completely the
wrong direction. He heard Yamato hesitate, obviously wary about
straying from the safety of the path, then follow obediently.
A rare occurrence. Taichi guessed he must be doing something right
if Yamato was going along with it and he felt an irrational sense
of pride at the thought. He doubted that Yamato would ever realise
how important his approval was to Taichi. He'd probably never
know why eitherin fact, Taichi himself didn't know why.
He'd never really cared what others thought of him. Probably because
he'd never had any reason to. But with Yamato, Taichi always had
the strangest desire to earn his approval.
you sure that we're not just going completely the wrong way?"
as long as that's clear." Was that almost a smile that Taichi
could see on Yamato's face? Surely not.
you worried I'll get us lost?"
little no, not really."
in response, his eyes focused on the dim shadows ahead. They were
walking alongside a river and if they followed it, it would probably
eventually lead them to the little lake they were camped by. It
was lighter outside of the forest, the moon being almost full
and the reflection from the water doubling the pale glow.
sideways at the taller boy next to him, trying to work out exactly
why he felt so drawn to him when Yamato obviously couldn't stand
the sight of him. It didn't make any sense, but Taichi just liked
to be around him. He liked his clothes, he liked his dry sense
of humour, he liked the way he smiled for his brother and for
no one else. Of course, Taichi would have liked it more if Yamato
was smiling for him instead, but you couldn't have everything,
right? He loved the moulded perfection of the spiky blonde hair,
the way it hung idly across the other's forehead, he loved those
eyeshe wanted to be just like him and he wanted him, period.
Taichi wasn't sure quite how he wanted him (still being relatively
innocent) but he knew that he wanted some kind of claim to him.
It was almost
like having a crush on a girl, only more intense. And besides
Yamato wasn't a girl.
Yamato's voice interrupted Taichi's thoughts.#
looking at me funny. Is my hair doing something strange or something?"
Yamato lifted a hand automatically to pass it through his hair.
your hair's really that colour naturally," Taichi lied cheerfully.
Well I was just wondering how long it'll be before yours swallows
your head completely."
I'm not gonna go home with my roots showing."
I'm going home with a head."
They both smirked
as the soft orange light of a campfire wormed it's way into the
look! It's camp!" Taichi cheered with a huge grin while his
mind screamed madly 'Hey look at me Yamato, look what I did! Be
is. Come on then, stop jumping around like an idiot and keep walking."
the camp!" Taichi grinned harder, resuming walking, "Who
the camp, Tai."
Who's the coolest?"
still the coolest. You're justslightly cooler than you were
five minutes ago."
"Slightly cooler? Woohoo! I'm slightly cooler!"
his head and rolled his eyes, but he was smiling.
* * * * *
Tai, I'm so sorryare you okay?"
Do I look okay to you?!"
Yamato offered a hair to the scruffy-haired brunette, sitting
at his feet. The other accepted the hand with a scowl and pulled
himself up, "I didn't mean to hit you so hard."
I was sorry."
sorry now, why did you hit me in the first place?!"
you were pissing me off!"
his fingers to his bleeding lip, "I was pissing you off?!"
The words would probably have been more intimidating if they hadn't
been mumbled through his fingers.
not my fault if Sora likes me better than you!"
Because flirting outrageously with her is totally not your fault."
flirt with her!"
That's just me being normal!"
fucked up kind of normal!" Yamato glared into the heated
brown eyes. The ones that were normally so cheerful and understanding.
It was unusual for his best friend to show this much anger towards
him. Had he really been in the wrong this time? Or was Taichi
just that crazy about Sora?
know what? You can have her Tai! You can have her!"
the hell are you yelling at me?!"
you're yelling so I'm yelling back!"
started it!" This was so pointless! Another pointless fight
just like when they were kids. They were fighting for the sake
don't want Sora?" Taichi asked suddenly.
why are you leading her on like that?!"
I am not doing anything to her!"
and glared. The flow of blood seemed to be petering out. A tiny
thought was trying to poke it's way through the cloud of anger
fogging up his brain. If Yamato didn't like Sora after allwhat
exactly was his problem? Taichi made an indistinguishable noise
of frustration in the back of his throat. He hated it when his
thoughts stopped making sense.
their way through their turbulent younger years, Taichi and Yamato
had become inseparable friends. The best. Joined at the hip through
thick and thin. That was how it was and that was how Taichi liked
it. Only nowTaichi got the distinct feeling that they were
drifting apart. He was busy with soccer and Yamato was always
practising with his bandthey had completely different groups
of friends; completely different dress sense and took completely
different classes. All petty things that divided you into completely
different worlds when you went to their high school. But despite
it all, they had kept the gateway between their worlds open -
until now. Everything seemed to be falling apart and Taichi didn't
think he could deal with that. He wasn't entirely sure why, but
he didn't think he could. The thought of losing his friendship
with Yamato was on the same level as losing a brother.
pissing you off so much, you can hit me back. Will that make you
feel better?!" Yamato cried angrily.
That did sound inviting.
then! I'll just stand here, shall I?"
Yamato's body tensed, eyes sliding closed, anticipating the blow.
He'd been hit by Taichi plenty of times and if this earned him
the other boy's forgiveness then it'd be worth a black eye or
bloody nose. Besides, Yamato didn't really believe that Tai would
hit him. He wasn't the most trusting of people, but he knew how
his best friend worked.
his fist, finding that even as he did so, he had absolutely no
desire to hit his friend. Especially when he really hadn't done
anything wrong. Driven by the adrenaline and recklessness of such
a heated fight, he leant forward and pressed his injured lips
to the other's without a second thought.
pulled away from him, it took Yamato a moment to comprehend what
had happened. From his experience that wasn't what a vicious punch
normally felt like. He cleared his throat and looked up to meet
Taichi's eyes which were draining of anger and rapidly filling
with the horror of realisation.
kind of hit, Tai," Yamato said eventually and the brunette's
eyes widened in surprise.
Yamato replied as if reading from a script.
Silence. Had they accidentally fallen into the Twilight Zone?
Taichi couldn't stop himself from staring numbly. Why wasn't Yamato
attacking him? Why had he just done that?! Why would he ever ever
do something like that? What a horrible, terrible, totally wrong
thing to happen!
Even if it had
sent ecstatic little chills up his spine.
as Taichi stared. Maybe it wasn't Sora that Taichi liked. He stepped
forward tentatively, studying Taichi's face for any negative sign.
When all he received was a slow intake of breath, he leaned in
performing an action he had performed many times before on way
too many fangirls.
Only it was
much better than kissing a fangirl.
* * * * * *
just talking crap, aren't you?"
We're supposed to turn off when we see a sign for Mikageishi Cathedral"
Cathedral doesn't exist!"
you, it doesn't. Take a left," Yamato said irritably as Taichi
hit the indicator and swept the steering wheel round to turn the
car, "Are you sure that was what he said?"
sure Yamato. It's not my fault if you can't read a map."
read a map! The place isn't fucking on here!" Taichi's boyfriend
snapped defensively. The brunette sighed, dropping the subject,
eyes scanning the various signs that lined the road. How difficult
could it be to find one little house?
you two sound just like Mom and Dad used to," Takeru piped
up cheerfully from the back seat where he sat with Hikari, his
best friend and partner in crime.
Takeru. That isn't helpful." Yamato continued to pore over
the map in his lap. The cathedral really wasn't on there. He should
never have let Taichi take that phone call. If you wanted something
Which way?" Taichi asked suddenly as they reached a junction.
The failing navigator muttered, glancing over the map. He had
no idea where they were.
'hang on'," Taichi snapped, his eyes flicking to the rear-view
mirror, which showed a looming red Land Rover slowing ominously
behind them, "It's not hard. Look at the map and tell me
what it says!" That had come out harsher than he had meant
it to and he was expecting something equally harsh in return.
Nevertheless, he still jumped when the hefty road map was thrown
heavily into his lap.
You find where we're going!" Yamato folded his arms and looked
Wow me," was the indifferent reply.
and turned right, ignoring the map. The pair sat in icy silence
in the front while amusement reigned the silence in the back.
After five minutes it became clear that Yamato would be making
no further effort to navigate. Taichi scowled harder. Yamato was
such a pain in the ass when he was like this.
are such a prima donna, you know that?" Taichi blurted in
frustration at the famous blonde who was his other half. He hit
That's it. Pull over right now!"
Yamato's tone left no room for argument and Taichi complied reluctantly.
Takeru and Hikari watched with interest as their respective brothers
climbed wordlessly out of the car and slammed their doors in unison.
These two were so funny when they were arguing. She and Takeru
watched the muted argument through the car window. They watched
as Yamato sulked. Watched as Taichi smiled and tried to make things
better with a kiss. And they continued to watch as Yamato delivered
a hearty punch to Taichi's stomach, stormed back to the car, climbed
into the driver's seat and locked the doors behind him.
Hikari cried, despite her previous giggles, as he turned the key
to start the car,
just leave Tai here!"
going to," Yamato replied calmly as Taichi's face appeared
at his window.
He said something through the glass that Takeru and Hikari couldn't
make out. Yamato seemed to get it though, for he replied, "Fine.
But I'm driving. I don't care if it's your car or John Lennon's,
I'm driving." Taichi reluctantly nodded his assent and Yamato
unlocked the doors for his boyfriend to climb in.
Taichi said, pleasantly, picking up the map as Yamato pressed
his foot to the accelerator. His soft eyes traced the winding
muti-coloured lines that were woven across the page in front of
him. "Here," he said, "Right here. Dairiseki Cathedral."
He directed a pointed look at the driver.
Tai, you said Mikageishi!"
"No I didn't"
of the tongue," The brunette said in pacifying tones.
you a slip of the tongue" Yamato muttered absently,
internally wincing as he heard how that sounded.
"Oh good," He said cheerfully, "You wanna pull
sound a thing a like," Yamato replied, ignoring the last
turn in the conversation.
do. Take a leftNo! My left!"
is the same as mine!"
I meant right. It's okay, we can double back at the next one.
How can you not know where your own Dad lives anyway?"
glaring as a flirty little Jag overtook him without indicating,
"I've never been here before. It's not my fault he wanted
to move in miles away with a freakish woman who likes me better
than him. Which way?"
at the stop sign. I hope she realises she doesn't stand a chance."
Yamato said thoughtfully, "I don't know about that. She does
have killer legs"
bitch. You better be joking." Taichi muttered. They both
joked about running off with women. It never meant anything and
Taichi knew that hell would freeze over before a woman could split
them up, but stillevery time, it made something twitch in
his chest. A painful uneasiness and gentle reminder of how much
in love he was with the young musician sitting next to him.
I'm joking." Yamato said sincerely as he hit the indicator
with a graceful flick of the wrist, triumphantly overtaking the
Jag, which was still in front of them.
is why I like the car better than you," Taichi mused, patting
the dashboard lovingly, "She never makes evil bitch comments
like that," He glanced sideways at Yamato.
Maybe you should try sleeping with the car from now on,"
Taichi smiled wryly, "Could make for a more interesting sex
life, I suppose." He said, walking thin ice.
his eyes, about to rely suitably, when Takeru interrupted.
are still here." Hikari nodded in agreement.
minds are present." She added.
Taichi muttered glancing over his shoulder at the two sixteen
year-olds in the back seat, who were both innocently widening
their eyes and clasping their hands innocently in their laps.
look, we're never gonna find this place," Yamato started
suddenly in a very diplomatic kind of voice, "Let's find
somewhere to eat, call Dad and get new directions. What do you
"Sure, okay." Takeru and Hikari voiced their agreement
from the back seat and Yamato turned sharply, exiting the freeway
they had somehow got onto.
Slow down!" Taichi said urgently as they paused at a roundabout.
Yamato said, amazed at how little traffic there was around here.
He was so used to the packed city streets that this seemed unreal.
For once no cabby would ever be able to tell him that he'd 'be
the dashboard again. "This here's my baby, remember. You
hurt her and I will hurt you, capiche?"
quizzically at his boyfriend before turning his attention back
to the road.
He smirked and
floored the accelerator.
to protest, then changed his mind and shut his mouth. Who really
cared about a stupid car when you had a boyfriend like Yamato?
He glanced sideways at the blonde beside him. What a knock out.
A/N: I'm gonna
stop there coz I'm bored. *yawns and stretches* Oohand hungry.
Wonder what we have in the kitchen?