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Who: Taichi Yagami, Iori Hido, and Koushiro Izumi (and Kachan!)
When: Before Iori goe sto stay with Jyou, and before Kou gets kounapped.
Where: Koushiro's house
Rating: pg-13 (OMG kinda naughty!)
Summary: WOW. Lots of stuff here. Crting, laughing, blushing, pouting, all kina of stuff. Oh and kissing. Taichi comes to stay with Kou, has a conversation with Kachan while Iori and Koushiro are talking. Then Kachan leaves with Iori and Koushiro and Taichi...um...get to know each other better. Just....just read.
Taichi sighed, closing the door to his apartment. His mom had keep him longer than he had expected and he was now late to Koushiro’s house. His mom had acted like Taichi was moving out and it drove the boy crazy. Hikari was no help on top of that, grinning like an imp. Taichi wondered what could possibly be going on in that head of hers as he all but ran to Koushiro’s home with his overly stuffed bag bouncing on his hip.
He didn’t really know what was going on with Koushiro and Koushiro’s mom, but he had a plan to save his friend. Somehow. The message to him had only made him a bit worried.
Panting, he rested his hands on his knees before standing erect and running a hand through his hair as he pressed the buzzer for Koushiro. Taichi shifted restlessly from foot to foot as he waited.
Koushiro's mother opened the door, Koushiro standing behind her looking a little nervous. His mother smiled at Taichi. "Oh, you're here! We were waiting for you!" She opened the door wider and took Taichi's bag for him. "Here, let me get that, sweetie. You can sleep in Koushiro's bed with him." Koushiro's cheeks darkened considerably as his mother continued, "Iori fell asleep on the couch and we haven't the heart to move him and risk waking him."
Taichi smiled at Koushiro’s mother politely and waved at Koushiro. “Thank you, Izumi-san.,” he said as he stepped into his friend’s house. He raised an eyebrow at Koushiro’s blushing face and walked over to his friend. “Something wrong?”
Iori went over to Koushiro. "I wanted to have a serious talk about something." Iori said to Koushiro.
Koushiro's mother began leading Taichi towards Koushiro's bedroom, placing his bag by his door as Koushiro turned towards Iori. "Oh, you're awake. Uhm, okay... Do you want to go to my room, then?"
Iori looked at Koushiro as he followed him into his bedroom. "Onii-chan, do you think it would be better if I was alone? Maybe, I should move to the Digital world and stay with Armadimon. No one could hurt me there, and Armidimon could find me a place away from the Kaizer." Iori said.
Koushiro sat down on his bed, frowning slightly at Iori. "Do you.. Really want to do that? I mean, if that's what you really want, then I won't stop you but... I'm just afraid that the Kaizer will somehow take control over you while you're there.”
"I dont want to get in your guy's way anymore. Maybe it's better for all of us if I'm just alone and away from everything," Iori said. "I've caused you and Jyou-san so much trouble, as well as everyone else. Maybe it's time for me to go."
Koushiro shook his head. "I don't think it's such a good idea, otouto. You're not getting in anybody's way... And it's too risky to leave you alone and vulnerable in Kaizer's domain." He took Iori's hand and pulled him forward into a one-armed hug. "Why don't you want to stay here with me..?"
"I'm scared I'll hurt you again... I feel like I'm in you and Taichi's way," Iori said.
Koushiro sighed sadly and brought Iori down to sit on his lap. "You haven't hurt me, otouto. And I told you before, you're not getting in anyone's way... We want to help you."
"I suppose. I just feel so, so... attracted to you....and It's so hard to control." Iori said.
Koushiro ran his fingers through Iori's hair. "I'm sorry, Iori... I wish there was a way I could make you feel better without... Well, without making you feel worse." He sighed again.
Iori silently went off. He didn't know what would work out for the best for him. "Koushiro, I ned to rescedule the appointment with Len for tomorrow, Jyou wasnt able to go to Today, so I needyou to rescedule it for tomorrow, and I think it should just be you and me, your mom can drive us, Jyou seems really busy, you can just fill him in." Iori said.
Koushiro frowned. "Well, I have a regular doctor's appointment about my arm tomorrow, so I should probably move it later into next week."
"Yeah, I've been wonderign about.....Miyako...I don't know if she really meant to be so hurtfl to me, she has been hanging out with some really mean girls, I keep seeing like bruises on her arms, her cheeks have been bruised before, And I swear she had a black eye before she was mean to me." Iori said. "I worry about her Kou-kun. I think I still love her." Iori said.
Koushiro's eyes widened. "Miyako's being beat up? By who?" His gaze softened as Iori confessed he may still be in love with her. "We should definitely talk to her, then.."
"She always says how it's nothing. I personally think it could be the boyfriends her quote Friends hook her up with. or her own friends could be doing that to her for going against something they say. that kind of thing is common with preppy stuck-up people. I'm scared for her." Iori said.
Koushiro shifted on his bed, lifting his good arm to run a hand through his hair, sighing. "Sounds like she fell in with a not-so-friendly crowd.. Wish we could get a hold of her somehow to help her."
"And to complicate matters, her friends date the guys who beat me up. Anyway, can we head over to the appontment now, you can call your place and have the arm checkup rescheduled if you need to. I'm kind of eager to talk about stuff with the doctor." Iori said.
Koushiro's eyebrows creased. "I don't know... I think maybe you should start going to the appointments on your own. I've done some reading on the DPD, and it's not good for you if I do everything”
"I understand...Can.....can you do me a favor while im gone? Try to contact Miyako-san.....Please..." Iori said as he went into the other room.
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Koushiro glanced at Taichi, which did not go unnoticed by his mother, who ruffled Taichi's hair and said to him, "You can call me Ka-san, if you want, sweetie."
Taichi smiled at Koushiro’s mother and leaned close before whispering, “I’d like it better if I could call you Kachan. Is that OK?” Taichi didn’t want to follow Koushiro and Iori into the room, feeling that Iori wanted to talk with Koushiro alone. He wasn’t really that close, anyway, to Iori. So the boy probably didn’t feel right talking to Koushiro seriously with him in the room.
Koushiro's mother smiled even wider. "Of course, sweetheart. I would love that." She put an arm on his shoulder and led him to the kitchen. "Would you like something to eat or drink?"
Taichi grinned at Kachan, and ran his hand through his hair. “If it’s your cooking I would love something, Kachan,” he said as he played the perfect child.
"Well, aren't you an angel," Miss Izumi laughed and began taking food items out of the fridge and pantry to make something. "Are you sure your parents don't mind you staying here for so long?"
Taichi smiled sweetly up at Kachan as he took a seat at the table and watched her at work. "They don't mind, really," he said with a laugh. "Okasan just thinks I've moved out forever."
She began taking out pots and pans, setting things up to cook. "Well, mothers can always read into things, you know... Especially in their own sons." She nearly grinned at that, turning around before adding things to the stove.
Taichi looked up at Kachan, creasing his brow slightly. “But I’m not going to move out,” he said. “I’m going back. What do you mean?”
Koushiro's mom smiled kindly back at him. "I didn't mean it like that. But maybe she's seeing into why you're doing it. Not just to help Koushiro with his broken arm, but... Maybe because you feel a little protective of him while he's feeling helpless?"
Taichi sat up higher in the chair, a fierce look on his face. “ Of course I’m protective of Koushiro!,” He all but yelled before ducking his head and looking sheepish at his outburst. “I mean, he’s one of my best friends.”
Kachan smiled knowingly, stirring something in the pot on the stove. "How many best friends do you have then, Taichi?"
Taichi made a big deal of counting out people on his finger before holding up two fingers triumphantly and announcing, "Two!" a bit too loudly. He blushed and ducked his head at his happy outburst. "Well....you could count Daisuke. Then that would be three?"
Kachan turned from her cooking to look at Taichi. "Not many then, hm?" She stirred absently. "So those you do consider as your best friends must be really close, right?"
Taichi smiled at Kachan and nodded his head before leaning his head on his hand. "Both Yamato and Koushiro are close to me. It would kill me if something bad happened to them. I don't know if anyone else can get as close as they are to me," he said as she watched Kachan working.
Kachan turned the stove off before adding some more ingredients to the pot. "Koushiro told me he confessed his feelings for you... Just ignore me if this question is too personal, but... How did his confession make you feel?"
Tachi blushed lightly, and ducked his head a bit. "Well, I don't know. I wasn't uncomfortable. It didn't feel different to me....," he said as he turned his head to look around the kitchen.
Kachan nodded and began taking bowls from another cabinet. "I understand. But, do you think your relationship with him has changed in any way since he told you?"
Taichi was about to say something, but stopped short as he saw Iori. Thanking the smaller boy quietly, Taichi smiled.
"Mrs. Izumi? I need a ride to the Psychiatrist." Iori said.
Kachan took her keys from the counter and slid on her shoes at the door. "Sure, I'll take you, sweetheart. Is Koushiro not going with you?"
"No, he staying home. He's trying to contact a close friend of mine I'm......really concerned about..." Iori said as he put on his shoes.
Taichi watched both Kachan and Iori quietly before getting up and making sure the stove was turned off.
Kachan nodded and opened the door for Iori before turning back to look at Taichi. "Tell Koushiro I'm taking Iori to the psychiatrist and we'll be back a little later, all right? I just finished making pasta, so make sure you eat. And be good!" And with that, she followed Iori out the door towards the car.
Iori got into the car and looked up to the sky from the Car Window. "Miyako-san..." he said softly to himself.
Taichi nodded as they left, knowing she wanted to say more. He walked to Koushiro's room and knocked on the slightly ajar door. "Koushiro? Your mom left with Iori," he said as he poked his head in. " We have pasta to eat."
Koushiro was just turning his cell phone off as Taichi peeked in. "Ah, okay." He got up off the bed and walked out of his room to the kitchen. "Pasta smells good..." He turned his head to look at Taichi. "What did my mom talk to you about?"
Taichi smiled as he followed Koushiro. "Nothing too bad. She asked me who my best friends were, and if our relationship's changed since...well, you know," he said, stepping into the kitchen.
Koushiro's cheeks reddened as he spooned pasta into the two bowls his mother had taken out. "Ah.. I see.." He handed a bowl to Taichi and got out the forks. "And... Do you think it has?"
Taichi accepted the bowl and took a seat at the table were he had been sitting before. He smiled slightly at the blush on Koushiro's cheeks as he said, "It doesn't feel any different."
Koushiro's smile faltered as he joined Taichi at the table. "Oh..." He looked down at his bowl and began eating in silence.
Taichi frowned at Koushiro before he tapped Koushiro on his head with his fork. "Does that bother you?" he said.
Koushiro rubbed his head where Taichi had poked him with the fork. "Well, I just... I just thought it had changed a bit.. The way you act towards me seems different now." His blush deepened as he remembered everything that had happened right after Koushiro had confessed. It had almost got his hopes up to believe Taichi liked him back.
Koushiro bowed his head back down and ate his pasta slowly. "Well... You'd never really laid all over me or licked me before," he mumbled.
"Oh that," Taichi said as he grinned at Koushiro and slurped up a noodle, getting the sauce on his nose. "I did what I felt like doing. I've always done what I felt like doing, so, I haven't changed. Does licking change our relationship?"
Koushiro shrugged, still not looking up from his pasta. "If you don't think so, then I guess not." He suddenly stood up and began taking his bowl and fork to the sink.
Taichi blinked at Koushiro, and forgetting the sauce on his nose stood up. “Do you,” he said, taking his plate and fork to the sink as well and looking at Koushiro seriously. “think our relationship has changed?”
"In fact, I do--" Koushiro turned to look at Taichi, about to say something else before he saw the sauce on the other boy's nose. And Taichi with a serious look on his face and sauce on his nose was too funny of a sight not to crack up about. Snickering, he took a napkin and wiped the sauce of Taichi's nose. "You're a sloppy eater."
Taichi frowned slightly, a small blush spreading across his face. “I can't help it, Koushiro!” He said, pouting. “It's just the way I am!” He turned and started cleaning the dishes in the sink. “How?”
Koushiro leaned against the counter, crossing his unbroken arm over his chest and blushing. "Well, you flirt with me a lot now. And I know you say it's because you've always done what you wanted to, but then that means you've never really wanted to flirt with me until now. So... That would be a change in our relationship." He looked up shyly. "Don't you think?"
Taichi's blushed darkened and he tried to hide it by turning away from Kouchiro to scrub at a plate. “That's not true. I just have the opportunity now,” He said.
Koushiro frowned and looked down at the tile. "Oh. I guess that was pretty stupid of me, then. To think that..." He bit his bottom lip, trying not to tear up, because crying in front of Taichi would be the most embarassing thing he could think of. "To think that you flirting with me meant.." His voice cracked. "...that it meant something more than it actually did."
Taichi frowned as he stopped scrubbing at the dish. He didn't turn to Koushiro-He didn't move at all-as he said, “I don't flirt with people I don't like.”
Koushiro glanced over to the brunette, confused. "What do you mean..? You said our relationship hasn't changed... And I know you like me as a friend, you've already told me that. So obviously your flirting was meant as a friend, so I meant that I.. That I was stupid for thinking you meant more than that. More than.. as a friend."
Taichi turned suddenly towards Koushiro, a big smile on his face causing his eyes to close. “I don't know, anymore, Koushiro,” He said and put his soapy hand on top of the smaller boy's head.
Tears spilled from Koushiro's eyes, mixing with the soapy water dripping from his hair to his face. "How can you be so content in not knowing? Because it's killing me. I'm not even sure how to act around you anymore." He took Taichi's hand from his head, holding it at the wrist. "I want you to like me as more than a friend. I want you to like me more than anyone else." He closed his eyes and nuzzled Taichi's hand to his own damp cheek. "I want you to like me the most."
Taichi frowned again, running his thumb up and down Koushiro's cheek causing the tears to smear. He stepped forward and pulled Koushiro in to a hug, resting his chin on top of the smaller boy's head. “It's ok,” he said, not sure what to say anymore. He didn't want to make things even worse.
Koushiro let go of Taichi's hand and used his good arm to hug Taichi in return. "And now I feel like an idiot." He sighed and leaned his head against the taller's chest. "Sorry about that."
Taichi smiled a bit and closed his eyes. “ It's ok,” he said again. “I don't mind, but you shouldn't feel like an idiot.”
Koushiro pulled away slightly to look up at Taichi. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again. After a few silent seconds of pondering, he finally leaned up and caught Taichi's lips in a kiss. After all, if Taichi wasn't sure whether he liked him as more than a friend or not, then Koushiro would make him sure. Which was oddly brave of him, he thought. But maybe that was a bit of Taichi finally rubbing off on him.
Taichi jumped slightly, not expecting Koushiro to do something so bold. After the shock wore off, he didn't know what to do. His arms were still wrapped loosely around Koushiro, and he was tore between kissing back or pushing away, both of which could possibly hurt Koushiro in some way. He knew he wanted Koushiro, but if he took his chances, what would he do about Yamato?
After a few very long seconds, Taichi decided on a plan of action. He kissed back, pulling Koushiro a little closer. He though if he couldn't have both, then one would be good enough.
Koushiro was surprised. Pleasantly surprised, of course, but still very surprised. As much as he wanted to continue kissing Taichi, he had to back away and speak to make sure this was all really happening. He broke the kiss and stared at the taller boy with a startled expression. "What?"
Taichi blushed, looking down at Koushiro. “Uh....my sentiments, exactly?” he said with a goofy grin on his face that made him look like he was in some kind of pain when he was not.
Koushiro reflected the blush, which reached all the way up to his ears. "Uhm. Wasn't expecting that." He smiled nervously and shifted his arm, wishing for the umpteenth time that one wasn't broken.
Blinking, Taichi stared at Koushiro for a few seconds. Koushiro's blush was doing it again, matching the boy's hair. Taichi could barely contain himself at that point, the red head haven become so cute. Letting loose something like a squeal of “how cute!”, Taichi jumped forward and pulled the smaller boy into a tight hug, rocking their bodies right and left.
Koushiro let out a slight "eep" before he was crushed into the embrace. "Too tight," he mumbled, trying to adjust his broken arm so it wouldn't get injured further.
Taichi let go quickly, and pulled Koushiro's broken arm up carefully. “I'm sorry!” he said, sheepishly smiling at Koushiro and rubbing the cast like it would help. “Are you okay? I mean, I didn't hurt you?”
Smiling, Koushiro's blush deepened and he shook his head. "No, it's okay. No damage done." Hesitantly, he brought his free arm up and hooked it around Taichi's neck, leaning upward to press a shy kiss to the brunette's lips.
Taichi blinked once more. He had been surprised once again, but he quickly got over it and pressed his lips firmer against Koushiro's. He eyes closed as he parted his lips slightly and leaned closer to the smaller boy.
Koushiro leaned upward a bit more, eyes drifting shut as he wound his fingers through Taichi's hair, running his tongue along the crease between the other's slightly parted lips.
Taichi sighed softly into the kiss, his tongue coming out to meet with Koushiro's and coax the appendage to enter. He dropped his hands to Koushiro's hips and tried pulling the redhead closer.
Koushiro whimpered softly and slid his tongue over Taichi's to enter the other boy's mouth. Moving his hand from the brunette's hair to his chest, he tried to lead Taichi backwards out of the kitchen.
A small gasp escaped Taichi's lips as he was pushed backwards, his knees feeling weak. He tried to help Koushiro lead him out, but he miscalculated where the door was, and ended up against the wall. The surprise made him break the kiss and his head hit the wall slightly. Panting, he looked down at Koushiro as a blush brightened his face.
Koushiro laughed breathlessly and leaned his head against Taichi's chest. "You're a clutz and a sloppy eater."
"Ah,” Taichi said, leaning his head down closer to Koushiro's. “But you like me anyway!” He wrapped his arms lightly around Koushiro and pulled the smaller boy closer against his body as he leaned back on the wall. It was nice, this feeling Taichi had. It made his feel warm inside and that made him happy.
Koushiro wrapped his good arm around Taichi's waist, closing his eyes as he leaned closer to the older boy, smiling. "So what does this mean?"
"Ummmm,” Taichi said, smiling crookedly. “You have me pinned against a wall?”
Koushiro blushed faintly, eyes still closed. "Well, my intention was to lead you backwards out of the kitchen... It's not my fault you're directionally challenged." He opened his eyes again and leaned up to press their lips together in another kiss.
“You're right,” Taichi said, kissing Koushiro back deeply. He ran his hands up the smaller boy's side, wrinkling the shirt as it came up a bit with his fingers. He broke the kiss and looked into Koushiro's face as he whispered, “But this works too...”
Koushiro took one of Taichi's hands by the wrist, pulling it up slightly so his fingers touched the redhead's bare stomach. He leaned forward again to nip softly at the taller boy's collar bone.
Taking the gesture as the go-ahead, Taichi moved his hand up to feel at the warm skin under his hand. He made a small noise in the back of his throat and leaned his head back some in an invitation. “I think,” Taichi said, laughing slightly. “that we might be at an understanding, maybe?”
Koushiro pulled back, his face a bright pink, and began leading Taichi out of the kitchen with his good arm. "Yeah, yeah. Less talky. More kissy." He pushed the brunette down onto the couch and crawled onto his lap to resume kissing at his neck and collar bone.
Taichi could not help the large grin that spread across his face as the red head climbed on top of him. “Is Kouchan getting aggressive, now?” Taichi said, letting his hands travel up Koushiro's shirt to play with the heated skin.
Koushiro wrapped his good arm around Taichi, pushing his fingers up the back of his shirt. "No." He spoke in between kisses. "I've just..." Traced his fingers up Taichi's spine. "Been waiting..." Trailed kisses to his ear. "A long time for this."
Taichi closed his eyes, leaning his head back as small noises left his throat without permission. “That's good..., “ He said, pulling Koushiro's shirt up higher when he moved his hands to the red head's chest. “I think”
Koushiro moved his lips to Taichi's, closing his eyes as he kissed him again. He shifted slightly, placing his legs on either side of the brunette's waist and sliding his hand around from Taichi's back to his front.
Taichi shifted slightly on the couch as he opening his mouth for Koushiro. He pulled his hands out from Koushiro's shirt, cupping the red head' s cheek and bringing him into a deeper kiss.
"Taichi-san," Koushiro murmured softly into the kiss, fingers curling around Taichi's shirt as he brushed their tongues together shyly.
Taichi smirked, leaning his face closer to Koushiro's. “So, now you get timid?” he said, licking Koushiro's lips before pushing his tongue into the younger boy's mouth.
Koushiro shuddered, wrapping his arm around Taichi's neck. He leaned backwards until his back hit the couch, pulling Taichi along so that the brunette was on top of him. His cheeks reddened considerably and a whimper made it's way loose from his throat.
Taichi chuckled lightly. “You're already whimpering under me, and I haven't really did anything yet,” he said, kissing Koushiro lightly on the cheek before licking his way up to the younger boy's ear. “What should I do?” A small nip at Koushiro's ear followed the whisper.
Koushiro whimpered again, another shudder making it's way through his body at the nip to his ear. "Anything," he murmured in response. He clutched at the back of Taichi's shirt and added softly, "Everything."
Taichi licked at Koushiro's ear lobe before he said, “Aa, not that far, yet, Koushiro.” Taichi carefully brought his hand down along Koushiro's chest as he continued to lick and nibble on the smaller boy's most sensitive spot. “How about this?” he said, resting his fingers lightly on the hem of Koushiro's pants.
Koushiro shut his eyes tightly and bit his bottom lip as he nodded, more whimpers wrung loose from his throat. All the special attention paid to his ear reduced him to a whimpering and shuddering mass of bright red hair and deeply flushed skin.
Taichi leaned back some, staring down at Koushiro as he rested both of his hands on the red-head's hips. He brought one hand up to cup Koushiro's face, smiling softly at the boy. “You are so cute when you try to turn the color of your hair,” he said before leaning down and kissing the younger boy on the lips. “I think I like you.”
"You think?" Kou laughed weakly before returning the kiss. He ran his tongue along Taichi's bottom lip and pulled away. "And it's not like I try to turn red. I just... do." He then proceeded to do so.
“I think it's cute,” Taichi said, sifting so that he was sitting on Koushiro's waist with his legs on either side of the smaller boy. He leaned down again, so close that their noses touched. Placing a hand on Koushiro's hip, Taichi slid his hand up the red-headed boy's shirt more and continued, “What do you think?”
Koushiro whimpered again and placed a brief kiss to the other's lips which were so close to his own. "I think you enjoy teasing me," he answered softly, fingers drifting lightly over Taichi's back.
Taichi shifted again, his own clothes and Koushiro's clothes bugging him without warning. He grinned wide, his hand pulling Koushiro's shirt up as much as he could as he ran it over the warm chest in front of him. “I think you like me teasing you,” he said, thinking silently of some way to pull the other's shirt off with th broken arm in the way. “But, then, I think you are right, too.”
Koushiro laughed again, breathlessly. "Having some trouble?" He tried to help by maneuvering his broken arm with his good one. "Perhaps I should have worn a button-up shirt."
Taichi blushed, pouting a little. “ I can do it,” he said, resisting the urge to rip it off. It was a little late for that as he heard a small sound of the fabric tearing apart. He blushed again, embarrassed and ashamed. “I, um, didn't mean to?”
Koushiro reflected his blush. "Impatient, Taichi-san?" He pushed the scraps of t-shirt away and leaned up to kiss the brunette again.
Taichi smirked, leaning down to meet Koushiro. “Forgive me?,” he said, and ran his hands over the newly exposed skin. “I'll get you a new shirt. You can have one of mine if you like.” He trailed kisses along Koushiro's jaw line to nibble once again at his favorite spot.
Koushiro gasped when Taichi reached his ear, shuddering slightly. "It's alright.. Mom is, ah.." He grabbed at the back of Taichi's shirt, fingers clutching desperately at the fabric. "..dying to buy me new clothes, anyway."
Taichi nodded, choosing to not speak as he focused on the small sounds Koushiro made each time he did something different to his ear. He ran his hand over Koushiro's nipple experimentally as he nipped a little bit harder at the younger boy's ear.
Koushiro gasped louder and unintentionally arched upwards. "Taichi," he whimpered. "Onegai..." His face was completely flushed, a deep shade of pink-red noticeably different from the orange-red of his hair.
Taichi stopped, leaning back slightly. He used one arm to support him, not wanting to hurt Koushiro at all. “What do you want?” he said softly, bringing his other hand from Koushiro's chest to slide down his abdomen. “Koushiro...”
Koushiro glanced away shyly. "I..." He wasn't even really sure what he wanted. He looked up at Taichi again, gazing at the taller boy through his bangs. "I want..." His blush darkened. "Whatever you want."
Taichi blinked, a blush quickly spreading across his cheeks to match Koushiro's. He looked at Koushiro with a slightly confused expression. He wasn't sure what to do now. There were so many possibilities. He looked down at Koushiro's chest, staring absently as he thought on the matter. His hand started to trace small patterns on Koushiro's hip bone as he bit his lip silently.
Koushiro was mostly afraid that he might suggest something that Taichi didn't want to do. And he'd waited so long just to be able to kiss Taichi, he didn't want him rejecting him now. "You don't have to do anything, i-if you don't want, Taichi," he said nervously.
“That's not it,” Taichi said, looking up at Koushiro. He slid once finger into the hem of Koushiro's pants and tugged lightly. “There are just so many things I could do, I can't decide.”
Koushiro's face was so red, he almost worried it would be stuck that way forever. "O-oh..." He momentarily chewed on his bottom lip before glancing up at Taichi. "Well, I'm... I'm sure I'd like any one of them."
Taichi looked at Koushiro, his eyes shifting from one of Koushiro's eyes to the other as he chewed on his lip. He moved his hand around to Koushiro's back side and pulled the red head up, mindful of the arm. “How about we,” he said, leaning closer to Koushiro as he wrapped his arms around the boy to hold him up. “just cuddle for a while?...Sorry about the shirt.” He traced little circles on Koushiro's spine.
Kou smiled and wrapped his free arm around Taichi's back, kissing him softly on the cheek. "Okay." He nuzzled against the brunette's neck. "Cuddling sounds good."
When: Before Iori goe sto stay with Jyou, and before Kou gets kounapped.
Where: Koushiro's house
Rating: pg-13 (OMG kinda naughty!)
Summary: WOW. Lots of stuff here. Crting, laughing, blushing, pouting, all kina of stuff. Oh and kissing. Taichi comes to stay with Kou, has a conversation with Kachan while Iori and Koushiro are talking. Then Kachan leaves with Iori and Koushiro and Taichi...um...get to know each other better. Just....just read.
Taichi sighed, closing the door to his apartment. His mom had keep him longer than he had expected and he was now late to Koushiro’s house. His mom had acted like Taichi was moving out and it drove the boy crazy. Hikari was no help on top of that, grinning like an imp. Taichi wondered what could possibly be going on in that head of hers as he all but ran to Koushiro’s home with his overly stuffed bag bouncing on his hip.
He didn’t really know what was going on with Koushiro and Koushiro’s mom, but he had a plan to save his friend. Somehow. The message to him had only made him a bit worried.
Panting, he rested his hands on his knees before standing erect and running a hand through his hair as he pressed the buzzer for Koushiro. Taichi shifted restlessly from foot to foot as he waited.
Koushiro's mother opened the door, Koushiro standing behind her looking a little nervous. His mother smiled at Taichi. "Oh, you're here! We were waiting for you!" She opened the door wider and took Taichi's bag for him. "Here, let me get that, sweetie. You can sleep in Koushiro's bed with him." Koushiro's cheeks darkened considerably as his mother continued, "Iori fell asleep on the couch and we haven't the heart to move him and risk waking him."
Taichi smiled at Koushiro’s mother politely and waved at Koushiro. “Thank you, Izumi-san.,” he said as he stepped into his friend’s house. He raised an eyebrow at Koushiro’s blushing face and walked over to his friend. “Something wrong?”
Iori went over to Koushiro. "I wanted to have a serious talk about something." Iori said to Koushiro.
Koushiro's mother began leading Taichi towards Koushiro's bedroom, placing his bag by his door as Koushiro turned towards Iori. "Oh, you're awake. Uhm, okay... Do you want to go to my room, then?"
Iori looked at Koushiro as he followed him into his bedroom. "Onii-chan, do you think it would be better if I was alone? Maybe, I should move to the Digital world and stay with Armadimon. No one could hurt me there, and Armidimon could find me a place away from the Kaizer." Iori said.
Koushiro sat down on his bed, frowning slightly at Iori. "Do you.. Really want to do that? I mean, if that's what you really want, then I won't stop you but... I'm just afraid that the Kaizer will somehow take control over you while you're there.”
"I dont want to get in your guy's way anymore. Maybe it's better for all of us if I'm just alone and away from everything," Iori said. "I've caused you and Jyou-san so much trouble, as well as everyone else. Maybe it's time for me to go."
Koushiro shook his head. "I don't think it's such a good idea, otouto. You're not getting in anybody's way... And it's too risky to leave you alone and vulnerable in Kaizer's domain." He took Iori's hand and pulled him forward into a one-armed hug. "Why don't you want to stay here with me..?"
"I'm scared I'll hurt you again... I feel like I'm in you and Taichi's way," Iori said.
Koushiro sighed sadly and brought Iori down to sit on his lap. "You haven't hurt me, otouto. And I told you before, you're not getting in anyone's way... We want to help you."
"I suppose. I just feel so, so... attracted to you....and It's so hard to control." Iori said.
Koushiro ran his fingers through Iori's hair. "I'm sorry, Iori... I wish there was a way I could make you feel better without... Well, without making you feel worse." He sighed again.
Iori silently went off. He didn't know what would work out for the best for him. "Koushiro, I ned to rescedule the appointment with Len for tomorrow, Jyou wasnt able to go to Today, so I needyou to rescedule it for tomorrow, and I think it should just be you and me, your mom can drive us, Jyou seems really busy, you can just fill him in." Iori said.
Koushiro frowned. "Well, I have a regular doctor's appointment about my arm tomorrow, so I should probably move it later into next week."
"Yeah, I've been wonderign about.....Miyako...I don't know if she really meant to be so hurtfl to me, she has been hanging out with some really mean girls, I keep seeing like bruises on her arms, her cheeks have been bruised before, And I swear she had a black eye before she was mean to me." Iori said. "I worry about her Kou-kun. I think I still love her." Iori said.
Koushiro's eyes widened. "Miyako's being beat up? By who?" His gaze softened as Iori confessed he may still be in love with her. "We should definitely talk to her, then.."
"She always says how it's nothing. I personally think it could be the boyfriends her quote Friends hook her up with. or her own friends could be doing that to her for going against something they say. that kind of thing is common with preppy stuck-up people. I'm scared for her." Iori said.
Koushiro shifted on his bed, lifting his good arm to run a hand through his hair, sighing. "Sounds like she fell in with a not-so-friendly crowd.. Wish we could get a hold of her somehow to help her."
"And to complicate matters, her friends date the guys who beat me up. Anyway, can we head over to the appontment now, you can call your place and have the arm checkup rescheduled if you need to. I'm kind of eager to talk about stuff with the doctor." Iori said.
Koushiro's eyebrows creased. "I don't know... I think maybe you should start going to the appointments on your own. I've done some reading on the DPD, and it's not good for you if I do everything”
"I understand...Can.....can you do me a favor while im gone? Try to contact Miyako-san.....Please..." Iori said as he went into the other room.
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Koushiro glanced at Taichi, which did not go unnoticed by his mother, who ruffled Taichi's hair and said to him, "You can call me Ka-san, if you want, sweetie."
Taichi smiled at Koushiro’s mother and leaned close before whispering, “I’d like it better if I could call you Kachan. Is that OK?” Taichi didn’t want to follow Koushiro and Iori into the room, feeling that Iori wanted to talk with Koushiro alone. He wasn’t really that close, anyway, to Iori. So the boy probably didn’t feel right talking to Koushiro seriously with him in the room.
Koushiro's mother smiled even wider. "Of course, sweetheart. I would love that." She put an arm on his shoulder and led him to the kitchen. "Would you like something to eat or drink?"
Taichi grinned at Kachan, and ran his hand through his hair. “If it’s your cooking I would love something, Kachan,” he said as he played the perfect child.
"Well, aren't you an angel," Miss Izumi laughed and began taking food items out of the fridge and pantry to make something. "Are you sure your parents don't mind you staying here for so long?"
Taichi smiled sweetly up at Kachan as he took a seat at the table and watched her at work. "They don't mind, really," he said with a laugh. "Okasan just thinks I've moved out forever."
She began taking out pots and pans, setting things up to cook. "Well, mothers can always read into things, you know... Especially in their own sons." She nearly grinned at that, turning around before adding things to the stove.
Taichi looked up at Kachan, creasing his brow slightly. “But I’m not going to move out,” he said. “I’m going back. What do you mean?”
Koushiro's mom smiled kindly back at him. "I didn't mean it like that. But maybe she's seeing into why you're doing it. Not just to help Koushiro with his broken arm, but... Maybe because you feel a little protective of him while he's feeling helpless?"
Taichi sat up higher in the chair, a fierce look on his face. “ Of course I’m protective of Koushiro!,” He all but yelled before ducking his head and looking sheepish at his outburst. “I mean, he’s one of my best friends.”
Kachan smiled knowingly, stirring something in the pot on the stove. "How many best friends do you have then, Taichi?"
Taichi made a big deal of counting out people on his finger before holding up two fingers triumphantly and announcing, "Two!" a bit too loudly. He blushed and ducked his head at his happy outburst. "Well....you could count Daisuke. Then that would be three?"
Kachan turned from her cooking to look at Taichi. "Not many then, hm?" She stirred absently. "So those you do consider as your best friends must be really close, right?"
Taichi smiled at Kachan and nodded his head before leaning his head on his hand. "Both Yamato and Koushiro are close to me. It would kill me if something bad happened to them. I don't know if anyone else can get as close as they are to me," he said as she watched Kachan working.
Kachan turned the stove off before adding some more ingredients to the pot. "Koushiro told me he confessed his feelings for you... Just ignore me if this question is too personal, but... How did his confession make you feel?"
Tachi blushed lightly, and ducked his head a bit. "Well, I don't know. I wasn't uncomfortable. It didn't feel different to me....," he said as he turned his head to look around the kitchen.
Kachan nodded and began taking bowls from another cabinet. "I understand. But, do you think your relationship with him has changed in any way since he told you?"
Taichi was about to say something, but stopped short as he saw Iori. Thanking the smaller boy quietly, Taichi smiled.
"Mrs. Izumi? I need a ride to the Psychiatrist." Iori said.
Kachan took her keys from the counter and slid on her shoes at the door. "Sure, I'll take you, sweetheart. Is Koushiro not going with you?"
"No, he staying home. He's trying to contact a close friend of mine I'm......really concerned about..." Iori said as he put on his shoes.
Taichi watched both Kachan and Iori quietly before getting up and making sure the stove was turned off.
Kachan nodded and opened the door for Iori before turning back to look at Taichi. "Tell Koushiro I'm taking Iori to the psychiatrist and we'll be back a little later, all right? I just finished making pasta, so make sure you eat. And be good!" And with that, she followed Iori out the door towards the car.
Iori got into the car and looked up to the sky from the Car Window. "Miyako-san..." he said softly to himself.
Taichi nodded as they left, knowing she wanted to say more. He walked to Koushiro's room and knocked on the slightly ajar door. "Koushiro? Your mom left with Iori," he said as he poked his head in. " We have pasta to eat."
Koushiro was just turning his cell phone off as Taichi peeked in. "Ah, okay." He got up off the bed and walked out of his room to the kitchen. "Pasta smells good..." He turned his head to look at Taichi. "What did my mom talk to you about?"
Taichi smiled as he followed Koushiro. "Nothing too bad. She asked me who my best friends were, and if our relationship's changed since...well, you know," he said, stepping into the kitchen.
Koushiro's cheeks reddened as he spooned pasta into the two bowls his mother had taken out. "Ah.. I see.." He handed a bowl to Taichi and got out the forks. "And... Do you think it has?"
Taichi accepted the bowl and took a seat at the table were he had been sitting before. He smiled slightly at the blush on Koushiro's cheeks as he said, "It doesn't feel any different."
Koushiro's smile faltered as he joined Taichi at the table. "Oh..." He looked down at his bowl and began eating in silence.
Taichi frowned at Koushiro before he tapped Koushiro on his head with his fork. "Does that bother you?" he said.
Koushiro rubbed his head where Taichi had poked him with the fork. "Well, I just... I just thought it had changed a bit.. The way you act towards me seems different now." His blush deepened as he remembered everything that had happened right after Koushiro had confessed. It had almost got his hopes up to believe Taichi liked him back.
Koushiro bowed his head back down and ate his pasta slowly. "Well... You'd never really laid all over me or licked me before," he mumbled.
"Oh that," Taichi said as he grinned at Koushiro and slurped up a noodle, getting the sauce on his nose. "I did what I felt like doing. I've always done what I felt like doing, so, I haven't changed. Does licking change our relationship?"
Koushiro shrugged, still not looking up from his pasta. "If you don't think so, then I guess not." He suddenly stood up and began taking his bowl and fork to the sink.
Taichi blinked at Koushiro, and forgetting the sauce on his nose stood up. “Do you,” he said, taking his plate and fork to the sink as well and looking at Koushiro seriously. “think our relationship has changed?”
"In fact, I do--" Koushiro turned to look at Taichi, about to say something else before he saw the sauce on the other boy's nose. And Taichi with a serious look on his face and sauce on his nose was too funny of a sight not to crack up about. Snickering, he took a napkin and wiped the sauce of Taichi's nose. "You're a sloppy eater."
Taichi frowned slightly, a small blush spreading across his face. “I can't help it, Koushiro!” He said, pouting. “It's just the way I am!” He turned and started cleaning the dishes in the sink. “How?”
Koushiro leaned against the counter, crossing his unbroken arm over his chest and blushing. "Well, you flirt with me a lot now. And I know you say it's because you've always done what you wanted to, but then that means you've never really wanted to flirt with me until now. So... That would be a change in our relationship." He looked up shyly. "Don't you think?"
Taichi's blushed darkened and he tried to hide it by turning away from Kouchiro to scrub at a plate. “That's not true. I just have the opportunity now,” He said.
Koushiro frowned and looked down at the tile. "Oh. I guess that was pretty stupid of me, then. To think that..." He bit his bottom lip, trying not to tear up, because crying in front of Taichi would be the most embarassing thing he could think of. "To think that you flirting with me meant.." His voice cracked. "...that it meant something more than it actually did."
Taichi frowned as he stopped scrubbing at the dish. He didn't turn to Koushiro-He didn't move at all-as he said, “I don't flirt with people I don't like.”
Koushiro glanced over to the brunette, confused. "What do you mean..? You said our relationship hasn't changed... And I know you like me as a friend, you've already told me that. So obviously your flirting was meant as a friend, so I meant that I.. That I was stupid for thinking you meant more than that. More than.. as a friend."
Taichi turned suddenly towards Koushiro, a big smile on his face causing his eyes to close. “I don't know, anymore, Koushiro,” He said and put his soapy hand on top of the smaller boy's head.
Tears spilled from Koushiro's eyes, mixing with the soapy water dripping from his hair to his face. "How can you be so content in not knowing? Because it's killing me. I'm not even sure how to act around you anymore." He took Taichi's hand from his head, holding it at the wrist. "I want you to like me as more than a friend. I want you to like me more than anyone else." He closed his eyes and nuzzled Taichi's hand to his own damp cheek. "I want you to like me the most."
Taichi frowned again, running his thumb up and down Koushiro's cheek causing the tears to smear. He stepped forward and pulled Koushiro in to a hug, resting his chin on top of the smaller boy's head. “It's ok,” he said, not sure what to say anymore. He didn't want to make things even worse.
Koushiro let go of Taichi's hand and used his good arm to hug Taichi in return. "And now I feel like an idiot." He sighed and leaned his head against the taller's chest. "Sorry about that."
Taichi smiled a bit and closed his eyes. “ It's ok,” he said again. “I don't mind, but you shouldn't feel like an idiot.”
Koushiro pulled away slightly to look up at Taichi. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it again. After a few silent seconds of pondering, he finally leaned up and caught Taichi's lips in a kiss. After all, if Taichi wasn't sure whether he liked him as more than a friend or not, then Koushiro would make him sure. Which was oddly brave of him, he thought. But maybe that was a bit of Taichi finally rubbing off on him.
Taichi jumped slightly, not expecting Koushiro to do something so bold. After the shock wore off, he didn't know what to do. His arms were still wrapped loosely around Koushiro, and he was tore between kissing back or pushing away, both of which could possibly hurt Koushiro in some way. He knew he wanted Koushiro, but if he took his chances, what would he do about Yamato?
After a few very long seconds, Taichi decided on a plan of action. He kissed back, pulling Koushiro a little closer. He though if he couldn't have both, then one would be good enough.
Koushiro was surprised. Pleasantly surprised, of course, but still very surprised. As much as he wanted to continue kissing Taichi, he had to back away and speak to make sure this was all really happening. He broke the kiss and stared at the taller boy with a startled expression. "What?"
Taichi blushed, looking down at Koushiro. “Uh....my sentiments, exactly?” he said with a goofy grin on his face that made him look like he was in some kind of pain when he was not.
Koushiro reflected the blush, which reached all the way up to his ears. "Uhm. Wasn't expecting that." He smiled nervously and shifted his arm, wishing for the umpteenth time that one wasn't broken.
Blinking, Taichi stared at Koushiro for a few seconds. Koushiro's blush was doing it again, matching the boy's hair. Taichi could barely contain himself at that point, the red head haven become so cute. Letting loose something like a squeal of “how cute!”, Taichi jumped forward and pulled the smaller boy into a tight hug, rocking their bodies right and left.
Koushiro let out a slight "eep" before he was crushed into the embrace. "Too tight," he mumbled, trying to adjust his broken arm so it wouldn't get injured further.
Taichi let go quickly, and pulled Koushiro's broken arm up carefully. “I'm sorry!” he said, sheepishly smiling at Koushiro and rubbing the cast like it would help. “Are you okay? I mean, I didn't hurt you?”
Smiling, Koushiro's blush deepened and he shook his head. "No, it's okay. No damage done." Hesitantly, he brought his free arm up and hooked it around Taichi's neck, leaning upward to press a shy kiss to the brunette's lips.
Taichi blinked once more. He had been surprised once again, but he quickly got over it and pressed his lips firmer against Koushiro's. He eyes closed as he parted his lips slightly and leaned closer to the smaller boy.
Koushiro leaned upward a bit more, eyes drifting shut as he wound his fingers through Taichi's hair, running his tongue along the crease between the other's slightly parted lips.
Taichi sighed softly into the kiss, his tongue coming out to meet with Koushiro's and coax the appendage to enter. He dropped his hands to Koushiro's hips and tried pulling the redhead closer.
Koushiro whimpered softly and slid his tongue over Taichi's to enter the other boy's mouth. Moving his hand from the brunette's hair to his chest, he tried to lead Taichi backwards out of the kitchen.
A small gasp escaped Taichi's lips as he was pushed backwards, his knees feeling weak. He tried to help Koushiro lead him out, but he miscalculated where the door was, and ended up against the wall. The surprise made him break the kiss and his head hit the wall slightly. Panting, he looked down at Koushiro as a blush brightened his face.
Koushiro laughed breathlessly and leaned his head against Taichi's chest. "You're a clutz and a sloppy eater."
"Ah,” Taichi said, leaning his head down closer to Koushiro's. “But you like me anyway!” He wrapped his arms lightly around Koushiro and pulled the smaller boy closer against his body as he leaned back on the wall. It was nice, this feeling Taichi had. It made his feel warm inside and that made him happy.
Koushiro wrapped his good arm around Taichi's waist, closing his eyes as he leaned closer to the older boy, smiling. "So what does this mean?"
"Ummmm,” Taichi said, smiling crookedly. “You have me pinned against a wall?”
Koushiro blushed faintly, eyes still closed. "Well, my intention was to lead you backwards out of the kitchen... It's not my fault you're directionally challenged." He opened his eyes again and leaned up to press their lips together in another kiss.
“You're right,” Taichi said, kissing Koushiro back deeply. He ran his hands up the smaller boy's side, wrinkling the shirt as it came up a bit with his fingers. He broke the kiss and looked into Koushiro's face as he whispered, “But this works too...”
Koushiro took one of Taichi's hands by the wrist, pulling it up slightly so his fingers touched the redhead's bare stomach. He leaned forward again to nip softly at the taller boy's collar bone.
Taking the gesture as the go-ahead, Taichi moved his hand up to feel at the warm skin under his hand. He made a small noise in the back of his throat and leaned his head back some in an invitation. “I think,” Taichi said, laughing slightly. “that we might be at an understanding, maybe?”
Koushiro pulled back, his face a bright pink, and began leading Taichi out of the kitchen with his good arm. "Yeah, yeah. Less talky. More kissy." He pushed the brunette down onto the couch and crawled onto his lap to resume kissing at his neck and collar bone.
Taichi could not help the large grin that spread across his face as the red head climbed on top of him. “Is Kouchan getting aggressive, now?” Taichi said, letting his hands travel up Koushiro's shirt to play with the heated skin.
Koushiro wrapped his good arm around Taichi, pushing his fingers up the back of his shirt. "No." He spoke in between kisses. "I've just..." Traced his fingers up Taichi's spine. "Been waiting..." Trailed kisses to his ear. "A long time for this."
Taichi closed his eyes, leaning his head back as small noises left his throat without permission. “That's good..., “ He said, pulling Koushiro's shirt up higher when he moved his hands to the red head's chest. “I think”
Koushiro moved his lips to Taichi's, closing his eyes as he kissed him again. He shifted slightly, placing his legs on either side of the brunette's waist and sliding his hand around from Taichi's back to his front.
Taichi shifted slightly on the couch as he opening his mouth for Koushiro. He pulled his hands out from Koushiro's shirt, cupping the red head' s cheek and bringing him into a deeper kiss.
"Taichi-san," Koushiro murmured softly into the kiss, fingers curling around Taichi's shirt as he brushed their tongues together shyly.
Taichi smirked, leaning his face closer to Koushiro's. “So, now you get timid?” he said, licking Koushiro's lips before pushing his tongue into the younger boy's mouth.
Koushiro shuddered, wrapping his arm around Taichi's neck. He leaned backwards until his back hit the couch, pulling Taichi along so that the brunette was on top of him. His cheeks reddened considerably and a whimper made it's way loose from his throat.
Taichi chuckled lightly. “You're already whimpering under me, and I haven't really did anything yet,” he said, kissing Koushiro lightly on the cheek before licking his way up to the younger boy's ear. “What should I do?” A small nip at Koushiro's ear followed the whisper.
Koushiro whimpered again, another shudder making it's way through his body at the nip to his ear. "Anything," he murmured in response. He clutched at the back of Taichi's shirt and added softly, "Everything."
Taichi licked at Koushiro's ear lobe before he said, “Aa, not that far, yet, Koushiro.” Taichi carefully brought his hand down along Koushiro's chest as he continued to lick and nibble on the smaller boy's most sensitive spot. “How about this?” he said, resting his fingers lightly on the hem of Koushiro's pants.
Koushiro shut his eyes tightly and bit his bottom lip as he nodded, more whimpers wrung loose from his throat. All the special attention paid to his ear reduced him to a whimpering and shuddering mass of bright red hair and deeply flushed skin.
Taichi leaned back some, staring down at Koushiro as he rested both of his hands on the red-head's hips. He brought one hand up to cup Koushiro's face, smiling softly at the boy. “You are so cute when you try to turn the color of your hair,” he said before leaning down and kissing the younger boy on the lips. “I think I like you.”
"You think?" Kou laughed weakly before returning the kiss. He ran his tongue along Taichi's bottom lip and pulled away. "And it's not like I try to turn red. I just... do." He then proceeded to do so.
“I think it's cute,” Taichi said, sifting so that he was sitting on Koushiro's waist with his legs on either side of the smaller boy. He leaned down again, so close that their noses touched. Placing a hand on Koushiro's hip, Taichi slid his hand up the red-headed boy's shirt more and continued, “What do you think?”
Koushiro whimpered again and placed a brief kiss to the other's lips which were so close to his own. "I think you enjoy teasing me," he answered softly, fingers drifting lightly over Taichi's back.
Taichi shifted again, his own clothes and Koushiro's clothes bugging him without warning. He grinned wide, his hand pulling Koushiro's shirt up as much as he could as he ran it over the warm chest in front of him. “I think you like me teasing you,” he said, thinking silently of some way to pull the other's shirt off with th broken arm in the way. “But, then, I think you are right, too.”
Koushiro laughed again, breathlessly. "Having some trouble?" He tried to help by maneuvering his broken arm with his good one. "Perhaps I should have worn a button-up shirt."
Taichi blushed, pouting a little. “ I can do it,” he said, resisting the urge to rip it off. It was a little late for that as he heard a small sound of the fabric tearing apart. He blushed again, embarrassed and ashamed. “I, um, didn't mean to?”
Koushiro reflected his blush. "Impatient, Taichi-san?" He pushed the scraps of t-shirt away and leaned up to kiss the brunette again.
Taichi smirked, leaning down to meet Koushiro. “Forgive me?,” he said, and ran his hands over the newly exposed skin. “I'll get you a new shirt. You can have one of mine if you like.” He trailed kisses along Koushiro's jaw line to nibble once again at his favorite spot.
Koushiro gasped when Taichi reached his ear, shuddering slightly. "It's alright.. Mom is, ah.." He grabbed at the back of Taichi's shirt, fingers clutching desperately at the fabric. "..dying to buy me new clothes, anyway."
Taichi nodded, choosing to not speak as he focused on the small sounds Koushiro made each time he did something different to his ear. He ran his hand over Koushiro's nipple experimentally as he nipped a little bit harder at the younger boy's ear.
Koushiro gasped louder and unintentionally arched upwards. "Taichi," he whimpered. "Onegai..." His face was completely flushed, a deep shade of pink-red noticeably different from the orange-red of his hair.
Taichi stopped, leaning back slightly. He used one arm to support him, not wanting to hurt Koushiro at all. “What do you want?” he said softly, bringing his other hand from Koushiro's chest to slide down his abdomen. “Koushiro...”
Koushiro glanced away shyly. "I..." He wasn't even really sure what he wanted. He looked up at Taichi again, gazing at the taller boy through his bangs. "I want..." His blush darkened. "Whatever you want."
Taichi blinked, a blush quickly spreading across his cheeks to match Koushiro's. He looked at Koushiro with a slightly confused expression. He wasn't sure what to do now. There were so many possibilities. He looked down at Koushiro's chest, staring absently as he thought on the matter. His hand started to trace small patterns on Koushiro's hip bone as he bit his lip silently.
Koushiro was mostly afraid that he might suggest something that Taichi didn't want to do. And he'd waited so long just to be able to kiss Taichi, he didn't want him rejecting him now. "You don't have to do anything, i-if you don't want, Taichi," he said nervously.
“That's not it,” Taichi said, looking up at Koushiro. He slid once finger into the hem of Koushiro's pants and tugged lightly. “There are just so many things I could do, I can't decide.”
Koushiro's face was so red, he almost worried it would be stuck that way forever. "O-oh..." He momentarily chewed on his bottom lip before glancing up at Taichi. "Well, I'm... I'm sure I'd like any one of them."
Taichi looked at Koushiro, his eyes shifting from one of Koushiro's eyes to the other as he chewed on his lip. He moved his hand around to Koushiro's back side and pulled the red head up, mindful of the arm. “How about we,” he said, leaning closer to Koushiro as he wrapped his arms around the boy to hold him up. “just cuddle for a while?...Sorry about the shirt.” He traced little circles on Koushiro's spine.
Kou smiled and wrapped his free arm around Taichi's back, kissing him softly on the cheek. "Okay." He nuzzled against the brunette's neck. "Cuddling sounds good."