Taichi’s knack for trouble could hardly be any worse. Taichi himself was heartily wishing he’d stayed put and let the others come rescue him for a change. It was raining heavily and although he’d found shelter in a convinent cave he was slightly soggy and absolutely freezing. Yamato was in no better state, however he wasn’t really in the right frame of mind to notice, or care. By now the incoherency and slurring had stopped and he was ready to sleep; and sleep, and sleep. All Taichi could hear was the sound of Yamato’s chattering teeth.

He started to scout around for some twigs, straw; anything he could get a fire going with. And although he’d found a convinent cave, it was sadly lacking in the fire building department. Damn. Taichi concidered staying awake, to watch out for any attacks, and then decided against it. Even if he saw it coming there’d be absolutely nothing he could do about it, and anyhow, he needed all his strenght to get Yamato and himself through the forest.

Pushing all his worries to the back of his mind, he curled tightly into a ball and waited for sleep to overtake him. The darkness of the cave and the distant sound of a stream started to lull him into dream.

"Tai?" Yamato whispered softly.

"Yeah Yama?"

"I’m really cold." Taichi opened one eye. "Is there no fire wood?"

"Y’know, you’re actually making sense again. Congrats."

Yamato grimaced. "Yeah, well. My head was spinning a little. Did I make a fool out of myself? What did I say?" He looked worried.

"Oh, only that you thought that I was the best leader in the whole wide world who was always right and that you’d love to see Sora naked." Taichi teased.

"Okay, I know I didn’t say that." Yamato said drowsily. He shivered a little. Taichi rolled his eyes and got up.

"Whatcha doing?" Yamato asked, but so sleepily he didn’t sound like he really cared one way or the other. In fact, he didn’t even protest when Taichi’s arms circled around his waist; he merely cuddled closer into the warmth.


Takeru was getting used to waking up like this. He liked opening his eyes and seeing Hikari’s little face next to him, all innocent and defenceless in sleep. He liked having a few moments to stroke her hair off her face, and a few precious minutes to kiss her nose or her forehead before getting up and becoming a fighter of evil.

Hikari also enjoyed the first few moments of the day. She also liked waking up beside Takeru. She liked the way he was more gentle and sweet when he didn’t realise she was awake. It took all her self control to not say something when he kissed her cheek; to not kiss him back. She just wasn’t sure if he saw her as a little sister or not.

Jyou tried not to see the cute little scene going on before his eyes, a view shared by the other three. Surprisingly, neither Taichi nor Yamato had seemed at all bothered by it, and it would’ve made more sense for them to be extremely protective of their sibling. But no, they pretended they didn’t notice.

Sora started to fry the fish. She wasn’t as worried about the boys as she had been before. Izzy had located them in a cave about a day’s walk away, and the idea was that they would have a good breakfast and set out to join them. After all, they should meet up in the middle after a few hours or so. So she was concentrating on gathering up the camp and setting a good pace.

Mimi had already packed everything into bags, including Taichi’s and Yamato’s stuff, and Izzy was trying to determine who should get which extra load. It was mind numbingly boring, but she stayed to listen to him.

Izzy took this as a good sign.


Yamato woke up feeling lousy. His head felt as though a bus had smashed into it, his arm throbbed and he could feel the muscles in his back freezing up. It wasn’t worth opening his eyes to look at the network of cut and bruises he could feel tingling across his skin like a map of the underground. But at least he wasn’t cold.

That was weird. He shouldn’t be warm. He also shouldn’t have someone’s arms round him. The matter of whose’s arms they were was also worrying him. He opened one cautious eye. And stared straight into a deep brown one.

Taichi had woken up a little while before. To be totally honest, he hadn’t remembered how he had come to be holding Yamato for a little while, and when he had he hadn’t wanted to wake him.

They stared at each other for a second in total silence. Not everyday you wake up like this, Yamato considered.

The best way was to play it cool, Taichi decided. "Morning. Hope you’re a little warmer now. Can I have my arm back?"

Yamato rolled away a little, suddenly missing the heat and security Taichi had provided. As soon as that thought flickered across his mind he pushed it away hastily.

Damn, that was cool. Taichi mocked himself. Really impressive. They sat up and regarded each other.

"How do you feel?" Taichi asked. Oh, what conversation, he muttered to himeslf.

"Okay."

"Up to walking?"

"I guess." Yamato studied the worry etched in Taichi’s face. That’s for me, he marvelled, someone actually is concerned about me.

Yep, he’s better. Taichi felt a slight pang of disappointment, knowing how strange it was for Yamato to have been reliant on anyone, let alone him. He pushed it away, feeling guilty.

"Well."

"Well." Yamato repeated. They looked at each other.

Taichi grinned and without thinking, leant forward and kissed Yamato on the lips gently. Realising exactly what he was doing, he pulled away equally swiftly, going bright red.

He scrambled to his feet. "I..uh..I’m sorry." He muttered. Yamato stared up at him in complete shock. "I really didn’t mean to...I..ummm...but...oh, just forget it ever happened."

Yamato grabbed his wrist. "An explanation perhaps?" He asked, the coolness returning to his voice. Taichi slumped down beside him.

"Great. Now you hate me again."

"I didn’t ever hate you. I just...enjoy disagreeing with you, kay?"

"You didn’t hate me?" Taichi’s astonishment washed across his face.

"No." Taichi looked pleased for all of two seconds.

"Well, then, I really screwed it up now."

"Just a little." The sarcasm flooded back. Yamato couldn’t keep a little of the hurt he felt out of his inflection. ‘I really didn’t mean to’ swum around his head in an angry shark state. And just when he’d started to feel... no. He didn’t feel anything for this idiot sitting beside him. Never. That knock on the head was more serious than he thought.

Taichi felt like crying. He had absolutely wrecked any chance of friendship with the one person he had been pretty much fantasizing about for the last year. He just wanted to run his fingers through the tawny silk hair, to stroke his pale skin, and to gaze deep into his sapphire eyes. But it wasn’t going to happen. He hadn’t even kissed him properly and he had blown it.

Taichi looked like he was about to cry, Yamato realised. He mentally cursed himself for his sharpness. "Tai, don’t, okay? I don’t deal well with tears." This prompted Taichi to try and laugh, which made him choke. He leant his head against Yamato’s shoulder as his giggles and gagging subsided.

Taichi looked up at Yamato and decided that, seeing as it was already over, he might as well get it over with. "As soon as we leave the cave we return to normal. Okay?" He said, and hugged Yamato tightly.

Yamato nodded gravely.

"I am sorry, Yama-chan." Taichi said, gazing into the blueness as he’d always dreamed of doing. This was a dream in itself.

Yamato’s eyes slanted a little at the corners and his breathing deepened. Taichi could feel him tense in his arms and so he began to pull away. Then he thought, sod it, and gave into to impulse which was screaming out to kiss him again.

Yamato could feel Taichi’s lips fluttering on his own, could feel his teeth nibbling at his lower lip. It felt...right. The kiss deepened, and Yamato circled Taichi’s neck with his arms, drawing them closer. He could feel hot flames glittering down his spine where Taichi’s fingertips grazed the skin. Their tongues battled together until Taichi remembered he needed to breathe.

Yamato sighed as they broke apart. "Yep. That was one hell of an explanation."

"I think I love you." Taichi mumbled.

Yamato grinned. "Thanks for the sentiment, and as corny as that sounded, I think I do too. But lets not go back to normal when we leave the cave, ‘kay?" He peppered kisses over Tai’s face and neck with a newfound playfulness. He was with his Taichi, as he’d always wanted to be, if only he’d admitted to himself what he wanted.

"I’d have to stay here forever if we had to." Taichi breathed huskily. He looked into his Yama chan’s wonderful saphire eyes, stroked his hair and nuzzled the soft cheek. It was exactly how he’d imagined it, minus the coldness and damp, and the blood, cuts and bruises that adorned his seraph. "Mind you, that might not be such a bad thing...." He grinned and pulled Yamato into another deep kiss.


The others watched from the cave entrance; Mimi, Sora, Jyou and Izzy slack jawed in absolute amazement.

Takeru turned to Hikari and smiled. "Well, that took some time, didn’t it?" She smiled back.

"I think we have to thank Elfimon a little. Right after we’ve kicked some digi butt..." Takeru decided it was high time he got a little action, as he was pretty sick of his brother getting it all. So he kissed Hikari. Not as deeply or as passionately as their brothers, but still an unspoken pact of devotion was created.

Mimi, Sora, Jyou and Izzy turned. This was slightly more predictable, but still pretty darn weird. So, Izzy considered, as it was a weird day... Mimi kissed him.

Sora looked at Jyou and another unspoken pact was made. No way, Never.


So everyone was happy. Especially the brunette with hair the size of Tokyo who was holding a dream in his arms and tasting an angel.

And the self proclaimed cool one, the blonde dream angel, was in absolute heaven. Who knew getting beaten up could feel this good?


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Argh! It ends up all fluffy in the end! To quote another digific writer: "Boy, that sucked." I guess this serves me write for having a storyline but getting too damn impatient to finish it properly. I don’t think there’s a sequal in there, but if you want some more, gimme reasons! Kiit_Marlowe@Yahoo.com

In fact that was hardly even a Yaoi story.....Next time, I’m going for a lemon or sommat. But Tai and Yama are so sweet together... : )
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