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The Cave	By : Himitsu_no_Tokumei Category: Digimon > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 17: Sleepover
Gods, could this be any harder? That was the singular thought running through Matt’s head as he scurried around the room grabbing up supplies. Judging by the way his son was carefully inspecting the contents of his bag, Hiroaki started wonder if Matt had ever really stayed over at Tai’s place. The young blonde was acting way too jumpy, and had he not known that the brunette’s parents were going to be home he would have wondered more closely if something other than just a sleepover was going on. “Are you sure you’re not leaving for a month?” he asked from the door, staring at the overflowing contents of the abused backpack. “Because I think you have the supplies for two crammed in that thing.”
“Shut up, Dad!” the teenager yelled back, stalking over and slamming the door in the older man’s face. Okay, apparently he wasn’t in a joking mood at the moment.
Shoving a plastic bag with bulky contents into the already overfull bag, the musician struggled with it more several minutes before finally deciding he had to remove something. Throwing out a few unnecessary items, he tried again, failing a second time. Looking forlornly at the bag, he almost whimpered as he withdrew a huge case full of hair products and sat it on the floor as well. He didn’t want to leave those behind, but damn, the other things were important! With the case gone, his bag was lightened up considerably and he was able to shove the bulky plastic in and zip it closed. Walking over to his desk and checking the schedule on it one more time, he heaved the backpack onto his shoulders and almost fell into the door.
“Careful!” came his father’s holler from the kitchen, the man almost chuckling under his breath as he heard his son’s curses over tripping over the hall table. “I tried to warn you,” he said as Matt stalked in.
“Your humor is not appreciated,” he huffed, dropping his bag at the end of the table and walking over to the fridge. Opening it, he rummaged through a couple compartments before reappearing with a loaf of bread and a jar of jam.
“Aren’t you going to eat over at Tai’s place?” Hiroaki asked, watching kind of confused as his son got the peanut butter from a cupboard and started making a sandwich.
“Only as much as I absolutely have to,” he replied evenly, tossing the knife in the sink and replacing the lids on the two jars. Shuddering a little, he remembered the one time he didn’t eat something before staying over at Tai’s place, which was all the motivation he needed to wolf down the sandwich. Almost gagging on the last bite, the blonde quickly cleaned up the small mess on the counter and scooped up his bag as he ran out. “See you tomorrow at some time,” he shouted, slipping on his shoes in record time and shooting out the door.
Sitting still for a moment after the boy left, Hiroaki sighed and turned back to his coffee. “Kids these days,” he muttered. “Too much energy for their own good.”
Matt calmed down quickly after leaving the apartment, partially because of the fact that he realized he’d be hungrier if he ran. Shifting the bag on his shoulder, he once again felt that jittery, anticipating excitement well up in his stomach he always felt when close to his boyfriend. Scared to the point he feared he would faint yet so excited there was no way he’d let himself do so, Matt arrived at Tai’s door still stuck in that heated gridlock.
“Yamato,” the brunette cheered when he answered to door, trying and failing to throw his arms around the older male’s neck and sneak in a kiss. Face tinted slightly pink and blue eyes darting around to make sure no one saw or heard the open display, Matt slipped by his boyfriend into the house, sitting his bag down next to the stairs as he removed his shoes. “I don’t even get a hello kiss?” Tai pouted, giving the blonde his best puppy-dog face.
Unable to resist the pathetic face, Matt looked around once more before planting a light peck on Tai’s lips. “Th-that’s all now,” he said, feeling quite flustered.
“No one’s here yet except my family,” the soccer star explained, steering the older teenager towards the living room. “And it’s not like it would matter if they knew.”
Right at that time a girl’s voice could be heard ahead of them. “No, no, TK, that doesn’t go there,” Kari berated, sounding like she had already told the younger that same thing several times.
“But it would better over here, Kari,” he replied, also sounding a bit annoyed.
“Oh, your brother’s here, too,” Tai corrected himself. With Matt’s face growing darker, whether from rage or embarrassment he didn’t know, the brunette continued, “Um… I don’t think it’s too safe to go in there right now. They have been arguing over some party game for a while now and won’t even let me in the living room.”
Matt was about to come back with smartass retaliation when another of Tai’s family appeared from the entrance to the kitchen. “Oh, Matt, I’m sorry to ask this, but could you come help me here for a bit?” Tai’s mother asked. Thankful and yet remorseful at the same time to be out of Tai’s arms, the musician obediently followed the older woman. “Tai has told me how you cook, and I just can’t seem to get the chicken right,” she said. “Do you think you could help?
“No problem, Mrs. Kamiya,” he said in response, moving closer to the pan to get a better look at the mess he’d have to fix.
“You don’t have to be so formal, Matt,” she stated, leaning back against the counter to stay out of the teenager’s way. “With how close you and Tai are you’re practically family.”
Correcting the few things she had messed up, including greasing the pan so the chicken wouldn’t stick and adding a bit more seasoning to it, he stood and carefully put the pan in the oven. “It just feels strange to call you by name,” he answered, leaning back and relaxing on the counter as well.
The silence in the room was only broken by the quite hum of equipment and the new reporter on the small television on the counter. “We’re still in the middle of that freak heat wave,” the man on the television said. “The temperature is not expected to get below fifty-five degrees tonight, a record for this time of the year, and it will get to seventy-five for the next three days. I’m afraid then this area of low pressure will move in, and it will bring with it colder temperature and precipitation. So, enjoy this nice weather while it last.”
“Stranger weather we’re having, isn’t it?” the woman asked, causing her companion to chuckle. “Something funny?”
“Are you really talking weather with me, Yuuko?” Matt asked.
“Well, you’re usually so quiet I have to think of something to talk about,” she replied, also laughing at the idiocy of her former question. They were interrupted by the sound of arguing from the living room, and Matt sighed as he pushed off the counter and back firmly onto his feet.
“I should go make sure my brother is behaving,” he said and quietly left.
Both preteens seemed surprised to see him when he entered, and he barely got a glimpse of their marker smeared faces before they pushed him out of the room. “You can’t come in yet either,” TK said, the green marker in his hand dangerously close to his brother’s shirt. What looked to be the same color green was on the younger boy’s face, running vertically from the corner of his mouth to an inch below his eye.
“That had better be washable and you had better not be getting it on the floor or furniture,” Matt scolded, holding his brother’s gaze until the door opening signaled Davis’ and Ken’s arrival. They were quickly hustled into the living room by Kari, leaving Matt to wonder even more about what mischief his and his boyfriend’s younger siblings were getting into.
“They wouldn’t let you in either?” Tai asked when Matt entered his room, dropping the overstuffed bag on the floor.
“Nope,” the musician replied, sitting on the bed next to the soccer player and discreetly laying his hand over the younger male’s. “Just makes me more suspicious of what they’re up to.”
Over the next half an hour the rest of the Digidestined showed up. Yolei and Cody, along with all the older Digidestined, were barricaded out of the living room; literally, too, for it was Davis’ idea to block the entrance with a bunch of couch cushions and pillows. To pass the time the two younger left out Digidestined sat on the stairs and talked while the older generation congressed in Tai’s room, to the brunette’s dismay. So much for his planned make out session with the reclusive blonde. Such thoughts completely fled his mind, though, when his mother hollered “food!” up the stairs. Davis, TK, Kari, and Ken were already at the bar when the others got downstairs, meaning that whatever they were working on was finished. TK and Kari even had the marker cleaned up off their faces. Quite apprehensive about what they had planned, Matt almost peeked into the living room. Whether it was fear or the thrill of the surprise he didn’t know, but for some reason he didn’t peek in ahead of time. He’d have to wait until after cake to figure it out.
He was on his last swallow of Cola, the last swallow of delicious, sugary water, when TK had to try and ruin it. Having already finished and put his plate in the sink, he ran into the living room to get something, then came back and all but yelled, “Okay, time to play ‘pin the kiss on Tai!’” Tai almost wore his Coke. “Whoever gets closest to his mouth gets a prize!”
Discreetly hiding his gagging cough, Matt turned in his seat to see what his little brother was holding. In his hands were twelve paper kisses, as in Tai’s favorite candy Hershey’s Chocolate Kisses. Kari was standing next to him with the prize, a small bag of said chocolate treats. He didn’t realize it, but both twelve-year-olds were secretly laughing at the pink tinting his cheeks.
Completely enthralled by the bag of silver wrapped confectionaries, Tai was the first one to take a paper kiss and run into the living room. Davis wasn’t far behind, and the rest filed out of the kitchen with Matt taking up the rear.
The paper Tai they had was actually a pretty good rendition of him, if they didn’t count the details and the not straight lines that made up his body. Proportion-wise, though, it was pretty good. The huge paper it was on was pasted to a large board and set against the wall so the pins wouldn’t damage the Kamiya home.
Tai’s guess to where his paper mouth was was strangely off a ways. Matt thought he would use himself as a guide, but apparently he wasn’t bright enough to do that. His kiss landed on his forehead. Davis was second and got is on Tai’s chin. Cody was the main one with a disadvantage, being too short to even reach to Tai’s mouth so he decided to sit it out, and everyone else pasted kisses near or around the target area. Joe was the closest when the blindfold was finally tied over Matt’s eyes. Holding the pin to his mouth, the blonde moved his arm straight forward until it met paper and pinned it in. Removing his blindfold, he wasn’t too surprised to see he landed right on the mark.
“Ah, no fair!” Davis whined, getting out three words before Ken sealed his mouth shut with his hands. Matt would never forgive his idiotic boyfriend if he accidentally spilled the beans.
“I wonder how he knew that,” Tai said, a very small suggestion in voice that only Matt picked up on.
“We are the same height. I’m surprised you didn’t think of doing this to figure out where to pin your kiss,” the musician deadpanned, turning to leave. Kari stopped him by thrusting the unopened bag of chocolates into his arms.
“Enjoy them,” she smiled, and took off. Vaguely he heard TK mention that Tai was most likely going to get them, but that didn’t really matter to him. Sighing, he was stopped again on his way to Tai’s room to find a place to put the bag.
“Hey, Matt,” Davis said somewhat sheepishly. “Do you think I could have a small handful of those?” he asked.
“Sure. Tai doesn’t need all of them or he’ll get fat,” the older male replied, still slightly gruff from the cruel joke his sibling unintentionally (or so he thought) played on him. Clutching the candies tightly, the cinnamon-brunette said a quick thank you before bounding off to the younger bluenette. Matt smiled slightly as he watched Ken’s face light up at sight of the small chocolates, and he then realized Davis was trying to win them for the shy preteen. “Must be his favorites, too, or something,” he said to himself and continued on his way.
After the games and cake and more games the guests started to leave, mostly two at a time. Izzy and Mimi left, then Sora and Jyou. Cody, Yolei, TK, and Kari left together since the former three were in the same apartment complex and the latest was staying the at purple-haired girl’s place. Davis and Ken were the last to leave, and the younger brunette just had to turn around, give them a sly wink, and say, “Don’t have too much fun you two.” He scurried out the door before Matt could conk him a good one.
Tai waited a minute, a whole sixty second, after everyone left before he approached Matt. “So… where’d you hide the chocolates?” he asked, receiving a nice blow on the head as answer. The blonde stored upstairs and to his room, a very confused Tai whimpering apologies behind him.
“Are these more important than I am?” he asked a little irately as Tai stepped into the doorway, swinging the opened bag of sweets tantalizing close to his boyfriend’s face.
Snatching the bag and running over to the bed, he retrieved a chocolate and replied, “Of course not!” Popping it in his mouth sure didn’t accentuate his point any, though. Wanting to give the soccer player a piece of his mind, Matt stormed to the bed only to be pulled into a long kiss that transferred the chocolate to his mouth. “Now eat it,” Tai said, breaking away from the kiss. Cheeks flushed, Matt obediently followed orders.
“Are you waiting for something?” Tai asked half an hour later, after about ten minutes of Matt breaking away from his kisses to look at the clock.
“Perfect timing, pack your bag,” Matt said, jumping up off the bed.
“What?” Tai asked, a dorky, confused look on his face.
“I said pack your bag. A change of clothes and a sleeping bag and such,” the blonde replied, opening the drawers of Tai’s dresser and rummaging through them.
“Why?” the brunette inquired, raising one eyebrow a little higher than the other.
“The after party, of course,” he said, tossing a shirt over to him still unmoved boyfriend.
“Just the two of us?” Tai asked slowly, suggestively.
“Everyone else who is going should be there by now,” was all Matt said in response, dropping the brunette’s hopes. “Now hurry up, or we’ll be late.”
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