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Precious Things

Chapter 3b: Confrontation

By: ChaoticSpecter

Disclaimer: Me no
own Digimon.

A/N: This chapter contains yaoi and is lemony
fresh. If you are uncomfortable with male/male relationships please hit the
back button on your browser. Those of you, who remain, enjoy. I would like to
thank all of my reviewers for taking the time to let me know what they think
about my fic. I really appreciate all of your encouragement. I would also like
to give special thanks to Anime Writer2
for being such a lovely beta reader.

~�~ Indicates song lyrics

It has
been three weeks since I have had any contact with Yamato. He lives next door
to me, but I�ve managed to pull it off. Staying inside your apartment
twenty-four hours a day for three weeks straight pretty much guarantees that
you don�t see anyone--Especially the people you are trying to avoid.

Takeru
has knocked on my door a few times, but I just waited until he went away.
Yamato has also passed by the door a few times--I only know this because I have
spent a few hours out of each day staring through the peephole on my front
door. Pathetic I know, but it�s the only way I can see him. Well, it�s not the
only way, but it�s the only way I can see him without him seeing me--Damn, that
made me sound like a stalker.

But
anyway, it�s the only way. A huge part of me wonders if I made the right
decision in breaking up with him. But it doesn�t matter, Yamato doesn�t seem to
care and he�s the one who said he loved me. What kind of fucking liar is he? I
never pegged him for a liar in all the time I spent with him.

I doubt he was lying though, there
was too much sincerity in his voice when he said it. But if he meant it, why
did he just let me walk away? Why the hell am I even worrying about this
anyway? I wanted to get away from him. I can�t be attached. Something was going
to happen, I know it was. My relationship with Yamato was going entirely too
well for too long for something not to come along and fuck it up. I just know
something was going to happen. I made the right decision. I�m saving Yamato and
myself unnecessary pain.

~These precious things

Let
them bleed now~

I was knocked out of my reverie
when someone started knocking on my door--I assumed that it was Takeru again.
When I got to the door and peered through the peephole my suspicions were
confirmed.

�Open the fucking door, Taichi,� he
yelled. Well, that was new. �I know you�re in there, you don�t leave the
apartment.� Is that little freak spying on me? How the hell did he know that?

Takeru started to bam on the door.
He was being so loud that our neighbors were undoubtedly going to come out and
investigate--I�d rather not have the freaks surrounding my door. Damn him,
forcing me into opening the door.

�All right, what the hell do you
want?� I snapped as soon as I opened the door. Takeru blinked in surprise. I
guess he didn�t actually expect me to open the door.

�Um�I want to talk to you.�

�So talk.� Takeru pushed his way
past me as he walked into the apartment. I glared at him after he took a seat
on my sofa.

�I�m not talking to you in the
hallway,� he said.

�Whatever,� I said and slammed the
door.

�So�Why exactly did you break up
with, Yamato?�

�I don�t see how any of this is
your business.�

�Well, I�m the one who set you guys
up. I want to know why things didn�t work out.�

�You didn�t set us up, you cornered
me into going on a date with him. I think I went above and beyond the call of
your demands when I dated your brother for six months.� Takeru rolled his eyes
as I said this. �And if you want to know why we broke up, ask your brother.�

�I already asked him.�

�And�?�

�He didn�t tell me anything.�

�So you came to me thinking I
would�?�

�Why, Taichi? It makes no sense you
guys were so good together. Yamato loved spending time with you and I�m sure
the feeling was mutual. So why, Tai? It doesn�t add up.�

�Why are you sitting there angsting
like you�re the one I broke up with?�

Takeru�s eyebrow twitched.am
am
not angsting. I simply want an answer as to why you broke my brothers heart,�
he growled.

�I doubt I broke your brothers
heart, Teeks. If he was so heartbroken he wouldn�t have let me walk away. He
would be the one here asking me why, isn�t that what people in love do? But
Yamato has not made any effort whatsoever to show that he even cares that I
broke up with him for seemingly no reason. And you come over here preaching to
me about how I broke his heart? He doesn�t care, Takeru. If he did I would be
yelling at him, not you.�

Oh my fucking God. Where did that
come from? Is that what this is all about? Me wanting Yama to prove he loves
me?

�Taichi�You don�t understand,�
Takeru started, but I didn�t want to hear what he had to say.

�I�m not going to listen to you
defend your brothers lack of action, Takeru.�

�But��

�I don�t want to hear it. I suggest
you leave if that was all you came over here to talk about because as far as
I�m concerned the subject is closed.�

Takeru sighed heavily before he
stood from his spot on the couch, a sad look on his face. �Bye, Taichi,� he
said as he walked through the door and closed it behind him.

I sprawled out on the couch
thinking after Takeru left. No matter what I tried to think about, my thoughts
always returned to Yamato. Damn it, what does that mean? Why can�t I just
forget about him? I eventually drifted to sleep, Yamato�s face imprinted behind
my eyelids.

Yamato lay still above me, his eyes staring
into my own for an eternity before he entered me. I gasped, arching my back at
the sensation and my legs wrapped themselves around Yamato�s hips at the same
time my fingers dug into his back. I choked back a scream when he began to
move, soothing the ache that had been building inside of me the moment he laid
his hands on me.

But Yamato was different. His
touches were still feather light, his kisses still soft and tender, and the way
he felt inside of me--It was all so soft. But it didn�t matter at the moment.
All that mattered was the way he made me feel.

I moaned as Yamato�s mouth lavished my neck
with attention, tongue teasing, teeth nipping. His free hand caressing whatever
it came in contact with, thumb brushing over an errant nipple, nails lightly
dragging down my inner thigh. And the best sensation of all--Yamato constantly
filling me.

There are no words to describe
the way he made me feel as he moved within me--As he whispered my name in my
ear like a prayer. And through it all, Yamato�s name was the only coherent
thing I was able to say amidst my constant moans of ecstasy.

Yamato�s
lips eventually drifted from their place at my neck, brushing along my jaw as
they made their way toward my own. His lips met minea bra brushing kiss,
hovering for a couple seconds before descending again and claiming my mouth in
one of the most passionate kisses I have ever experienced.

Yamato kissed me deep, tongue
delving into my mouth, lips crushing my own with an intensity I�ve never known.
He drank from my mouth the way a man dying of thirst would drink from the first
source of water he came across. I shuddered in the face of such passion,
shuddered at the quickening pace of his excitement.

When Yamato finally broke the
kiss I was panting harder than I ever thought possible, taking in as much air
as I could before his lips descended once again. My fingers slipped into
Yamato�s hair, mouth breaking away from his as I neared completion. Yamato
continued to whisper kisses along my jaw while all I could do was tighten my
hold on him.

My legs tightened the hold they
had around his waist and my arms wound their way around his torso at the same
time I buried my face into his neck gasping, arching into him frantically.
Yamato�s freehand started stroking me and I nearly went blind with pleasure.
Yamato�s name was a strangled whisper on my lips when I finally reached
completion, Yamato following right after me.

We lay panting, lungs burning in
the aftermath. I lay frantic kisses upon Yamato�s neck and shoulder trying my
best to show my gratitude. I dragged my fingers though his hair after my
breathing had returned to normal and Yamato began whispering kisses on my neck,
along my jaw.

Yamato shifted, face hovering
above my own. �Taichi�� he whispered and I opened my eyes focusing my attention
on him. He brought a hand up brushing the hair away from my face and his lips
met mine in a brushing kiss. As he pulled away, he stared deep into my eyes,
gaze questing before he spoke.

�Taichi�I love you.�

I
bolted up panting, sweat soaking my skin. Damn it, why do I keep dreaming that?
Every time I close my eyes I see, Yamato the way he looked at me when he told
me those words, the gentle look in his normally serious eyes, the soft look on
his face, the small smile curving his lips.

I
shiver. He scared me; I didn�t know how to react. I�m not used to anyone
treating me that way. What if�What if I told him I loved him back? Would he
turn on me like the Niwa�s did? I don�t know. In my heart I want to trust him,
I know he won�t hurt me. But my mind says a totally different thing. It tells
me that he�ll only try to hurt tha that all he tells me is lies. Which one is
right?

~These precious things

Let them break their hold over
me~

~.~.~.~.~.~

I spent
the next few days moping around my apartment trying to make sense of things. I
haven�t really accomplished anything staying in my apartment so long and I�ve
just about used up all of my vacation days at work--Damn this blows chunks.
Fucking, Yamato--Damn him, damn him and whatever had a part in creating him.

A knock
at my door brought me out of my reverie. If it was Takeru, I was going to kick
his ass. He�s been doing that for the past three days. Talk to him once and he
thinks he can annoy the hell out of you every fucking day. Why doesn�t that kid
go out with his friends? I know he has them, I�ve even met one of them.

When I
looked through the peephole no one was there. I shrugged and turned to go
continue sulking when someone knocked again. I looked through the peephole, and
again there was no one. The third time this happened I was pissed enough to
open the door and yell at whoever was out there.

I
opened the door and prepared to yell, but I didn�t get as far as I planned.
Yamato popped up out of nowhere, pushed me back into my apartment while letting
himself in and slammed and locked the door behind him. I stood in the middle of
my livingroom in shock. Where the hell does he get off doing shit like this? I
opened my mouth to let him know exactly how I felt about what he did--That is
until he turned around. Yamato looked furious.

�Sit
down, Taichi,� he growled. I blinked at him not quite comprehending what he was
saying. �Sit,� he said and pushed me onto the sofa.

We
spent the next few moments in a tense silence, Yamato pacing in front of my
while I sat on the couch. Eventually, Yamato stopped his pacing and turned to
face me--He looked considerably calmer. That was a good thing, I never know how
to act when Yamato�s anger is directed toward me.

�Explain
something to me, Taichi,� he started. �Why exactly did you break up with me?
I�ve been thinking about this for the past few weeks, and no matter how I look
at it, it doesn�t make sense. So tell me, why did you do it?� here he paused
and looked me directly in the eyes. I couldn�t think with his gaze directed at
me like that. All of my reasons for doing so seemed like bullshit. I looked at
him and I couldn�t come up with an answer.

�I
don�t know�� I whispered as I shook my head. �I don�t know��

�You
told, Takeru that you don�t think that I love you. Is that what this is all
about?�

I
growled. �If knew he was going to run and tell you what I said, I wouldn�t have
told him anything.� Takeru--that son of a bitch just had to run his mouth. Why
can�t he just shut the fuck up for once?

�He
didn�t run and tell me anything, Taichi. I just got him tll mll me what you
talked about a couple of minutes ago. Now stop evading the question, is this
all because you don�t think that I love you?�

�I
don�t know what it�s about, Yamato,� I said as I glared at him.

�You
wanted me to the one here asking questions and now that I am, you get
defensive. Why exactly is that?�

�I�m
not gettinfensfensive, Yamato. I have nothing to get defensive about.�

�Then
answer my fucking questions, Taichi.�

�You�re
right, I wanted you here although I don�t know why. You were being so fucking
weird, Yamato. You were starting to weird me out, you�ve never done that before
but all of a sudden you just start acting weird, expectall all of these things
from me. I can�t handle that, who do you think I am?�

�I never expected anything from
you, Taichi. I told you that I loved you because I wanted you to know how I
felt, not because I wanted something from you. Why are you always so
suspicious? Why do you always think that I�m lying to you? What ulterior motive
can I possibly have? I mean my brother set us up, Taichi. His only goal was to
get the two of us to go out on a date. Granted, I didn�t like the fact that he
set me up with a total stranger, but I liked you enough to pursue you. That was
my only motive in dating you. I like you, Taichi, I love you. I only want to be
with you. If I have a motive it would only be you.� My heart ached at the
sincerity in Yamato�s voice. Damn it, I don�t know what to do. I don�t know
what to do.

~I am

Precious�

Precious�~

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Yamato closed the space between us
and knelt down in front of me so that he and I were level. �Don�t run from me,
Taichi,� he said as he wrapped his arms around me burying his face in the
hollow of my throat. �Don�t run from me, please.�

I felt tears sting my eyes as he
held me and I knew in my heart that he loves me. �Yamato�I don�t need you to
prove that you love me,� I whispered. Yamato brushed his lips against my neck
and tightened his hold on me in answer. We sat like that for a while before I
spoke again. �Yama, get off of the floor,� I said as I started to pull him onto
the couch with me.

�I missed you, Chi,� he whispered
after he settled himself against me, arms firmly locked around my waist. �I
missed you so much.�

��I missed you too.�

�I love you, Taichi,� Yamato said
this as he leaned in and brushed his lips against mine.

��I love you too,� I whispered.
Yamato jerked back in surprise and I gasped in shock.

Why did I just say that? Why? Do I
really love him? Oh my God, I do. I love Yamato.

�Do you mean that or are you just saying it?�
Yamato asked voice full of uncertainty.

I looked into his eyes before I
answered him. �I mean it, Yamato. I love you.�

Yamato attacked me as soon as the
words left my mouth, his lips crushing my own, devouring me with the intensity
of his emotion. �Taichi,� he whispered against my lips after the need for air
forced us apart. �Don�t do this to me again.�

�Don�t worry, Yamato. I won�t.�

To be continued�

A/N: I hope that
lemon was to your liking. It was my second attempt at writing a lemon so it
might not be so good, but I tried. I can only hope it was up to par.
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