Stay Tuned As Life Continues

Yamato flew around the apartment, he was a cleaning tornado, mop here, sweep there, dusting everywhere. He only paused to check the clock on the wall. Seeing the time he doubled his efforts. Yamato stopped when he heard a knock on the door. Yamato quickly tossed all the cleaning material in a closet and made his way to the door. Before he opened the door he checked himself in the mirror. He fixed his hair as neatly as he could in a couple seconds and then opened the door. There standing before him stood his brother, bucket hat on his head, a bright cheerful smile on his face and a large duffle bag hanging from his shoulder. Takeru was dressed for summer, his yellow t-shirt and green shorts fit snug against his lean body. “Onii-chan!” Takeru said, glad to see his brother.

Yamato drug his brother inside and then gave him a large hug. Breaking the hug Yamato, grabbed the duffle bag off of Takeru’s shoulder. “Let me take that.” And with that Yamato walked to his room and dropped the heavy duffle bag with a thud. “Dang Teeks, did you pack enough bricks?” Yamato said with a huff, “How did you even pack that thing here?”

“I’m not an old man like some of us here.” Joked Takeru, entering the room behind his brother.

Both brothers laughed at the comment and walked out to the living room, “So the trip over was nice?” asked Yamato plopping down in his chair.

“It was as nice as riding next to a 50 ton sweaty gorilla could be.” Said Takeru as he sat on the loveseat, opposite of Yamato.

“Damn Takeru, why didn’t you move?” asked Yamato, choking down a chuckle.

“I was sitting there first, then he just sort of collapsed right to me. I was on the inside, I couldn’t get out.” Said Takeru.

Yamato couldn’t help it any more, he let out a laugh. “That’s just too funny. Did you want something to drink?”

“Sure, what do you have?”

Yamato stood up and walked to the kitchen, “We have water, or iced tea.”

“I’ll have an iced tea.” Takeru said.

Yamato fetched the drinks and returned. They two brothers sat and talked for awhile. About what they had been up to since they had last seen each other, and about their plans for the summer and the following school year. When asked about how his finals went, and how the remainder of his school year went, Yamato lied. He said that everything went fine and smooth. He couldn’t tell if his brother knew he was lying or not.

When they found that their conversation was dying down, Yamato put a movie on and joined his brother on the loveseat. The two brothers sat there, only a few inches from each other, as they watched the movie. Half way through the movie, Yamato felt his brother’s head set on his shoulder, and not long after that the sounds of deep breathing. Yamato reached up and ran his fingers through his brother’s hair. It was still shaggy, but well taken care of, just like his older brothers. Yamato tussled his younger brother’s hair, and only got a slight reaction. Yamato then let his younger brother nap in peace. By the time the movie was over Yamato’s stomach started to growl. After one particular loud growl, Takeru woke up.

“Onii-chan did you get a dog without telling me?” asked Takeru as he rubbed some sleep out of his eyes.

“That’s just my stomach Takeru, I haven’t eaten for I while. You probably haven’t either. How about I go make us some dinner, besides Taichi will be home soon and he’ll want dinner, he started his first day of helping coach one of kid’s soccer teams in the area.” Said Yamato as he got up and stretched, before heading into the kitchen.
After Takeru woke up more, he went and helped his brother in the kitchen. Only a few years ago Takeru couldn’t cook, but now he didn’t think he was that bad, but still not as good as his older brother. Soon they had a fish cooked, some rice steamed and some soup made. While they were eating Taichi came through the door. He looked as excited as a kid in a candy store. He quickly grabbed a bowl and joined his two friends at the small dining table. He told them all about the kids he was coaching, he told them their names, ages, hair color, what position they played, what foot they kicked with, what each of the kids already knew about soccer and what he planned on teach them, etc, etc.

By the time dinner was finished, the dishes were cleaned and Taichi done with his tales of the day, it was late. So Yamato went to take a shower, he had recently gotten back in an old habit of showering twice a day. While Yamato was in the shower, he thought about how surprisingly well the day had gone. After all, the last time he was with his brother, one of them left in tears. Yamato walked into his room still toweling his head, and saw his brother making a bed for himself on the floor.

“You’re not sleeping on the floor Takeru.” Said Yamato.

“Then where am I going to sleep?” asked Takeru.

“In my bed, with me. It’s a lot comfier than any floor, and besides it’s big enough, we’ll both fit.” Said Yamato
as he crawled into his bed.

Takeru didn’t move. Yamato watched his brother, he seemed nervous about something. “Come on Takeru. Hop up here and let’s go to bed.”

“No I’m fine Yamato.” Said Takeru, fluffing his pillow.

“You’re not fine Takeru, that floor is too hard to walk on, let alone sleep on. So come on.” Yamato said patting the large open spot on the bed.

“I’ll just sleep here.”

“Like hell you will. Why won’t you just sleep in the bed? Is it me? I shouldn’t stink, I just took a shower. So what’s the matter, too old to sleep in the same bed as your brother?” asked Yamato.

“No it’s not that.” Responded Takeru, who was starting to squeeze his pillow now.

“Then what is it?” Asked Yamato watching his brother carefully.

Takeru just remained sitting there, hardly moving. Then Takeru began to really squeeze his pillow. He began to slightly sob. Hearing this Yamato leaped of the bed and held his brother in his arms. Takeru began to fully cry. “What is it Takeru? What’s the matter? Was it something I said? If it was something I said, or did Takeru, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it what ever it was.”

Takeru sobbed out, “It’s not you Yamato.” He paused a little bit before continuing, “It’s me.”

Yamato held his brother closer, “What do you mean it’s you?”

“Me, I’m the problem. I just a big problem.” Sobbed Takeru.

“What do you mean? You’re not a problem Takeru, don’t say that. Now go get in bed.” Reassured Yamato.

“I can’t!” shouted Takeru.

“And why not? Are your legs broken?”

“No! Because I’m gay!” shouted out Takeru.

Yamato released his younger brother, causing more sobs to come from Takeru. Yamato looked down at this brother. A confused looked on his face. “What does that have to do with anything?” Asked Yamato.

“Because you’re a guy. Why would you want to sleep in the same bed as a gay guy?” sobbed Takeru.

“Gay, straight, or a lady killer. My brother is not sleeping on this floor.” Said Yamato as he gave his little brother a big hug. It took Takeru by surprise, but eventually he hugged back.

“You mean you don’t care that I’m gay?” asked Takeru, tear still running down his face.

“Why would I? You’re my little brother. I’d love you no matter what.” Said Yamato.

Takeru hugged his brother even tighter, “Thanks Yamato.”

The two brother sat hugging on the floor for a couple minutes before Yamato said, “Now go hop in bed. I’m tired.” Takeru smiled at his brother and did as he was told. Yamato walked over and turned off the lights before following his brother into the bed. Yamato laid there, looking at his little brother as he slowly drifted off to sleep. Yamato couldn’t really believe what just happened. His little brother had just told him he was gay. He didn’t really know exactly what to feel, but he knew that he told Takeru the truth, that he would always love him, no matter what happened. Part of Yamato was saddened, Yamato traced this back to how he had always thought that his brother at Hikari would hook up and how cute a couple they would make, but now he knew that would never happen. Part of him was worried, how would everyone react to finding out his brother was gay? What if people tried to hurt him because of it? However part of Yamato was overly happy, but Yamato had no idea why.


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Yamato was done singing on the stage, the crowd was going wild. They were crying for more, Yamato usually did what made his fans happy, but not this night. This night, he knew there was someone back stage that he intended to make happy. As Yamato opened the dressing room door, he noticed that the lights were off, and a small candle was burning in the middle of the middle of the room. He entered the room and closed the door behind him. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness of the room, he caught the glint of light off of teeth. Yamato walked over to where the teeth were and bent over, and kissed the lips covering them. The person in the dark kissed back pulling Yamato’s head deeper into the kiss. Soon both mouths opened and the tongues began probing. Each tongue battling for dominance over the other. Either by his own force or the mystery person’s passiveness, Yamato won. His tongue now having free access to the other’s mouth.
Then all of a sudden the only thing Yamato could see was a bright light. His eyes began to burn and flutter. As he began to wonder what was going on, his brain realized, this had only been a dream, and that it was time to wake up.

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Yamato grudgingly awoke from his sleep. The dream had given Yamato a slight sense of satisfaction and a little something extra. Yamato tried to remember just what the dream was about, actually the hard member between his legs reminded him what the dream was about, but Yamato just couldn’t remember who it was about. Yamato rolled over and looked at his brother, the face that was sad the night before, was now asleep with a slight smile on his face, no traces of the tears that were shed only a few hours earlier. Yamato laid in bed till the throbbing stopped. However Yamato after a few minutes, Yamato found that he couldn’t calm himself, there was some part of him fighting for something to happen. Yamato got out of bed and checked to see if Taichi was up. Seeing that everyone else was asleep Yamato grabbed some clothes and made his way to the bathroom. Yamato stripped down and jumped into the cold shower. Once the water hit Yamato’s skin he let out a quiet yelp and barely kept himself from jumping out. Yamato stood there with fists clenched, hoping that the cold water would work its magic soon. Within a few minutes the cold water had done its job, Yamato’s mind was blank and his body back to normal. Yamato turned the water off and jumped out, he toweled himself off, put on his clean clothes and proceeded to fix his hair.

Yamato started to cook breakfast, but before long the smell of cooking eggs and noodles woke the two sleepers from their rest. While Taichi was in shower, Yamato and Takeru talked. “So did you have anything planned for today?” asked Yamato.

“No.” answered Takeru softly.

“I was thinking we could go to the mall. I have a gig later on this week, and I thought a new outfit would be
nice.” Said Yamato.

“Sure, sounds fun.” Takeru said softly.

Yamato dished up the eggs and noodles, and walked over to his brother at the table and placed them in front of him. Yamato then tussled his brother’s hair. “What’s the matter? You don’t sound enthused. If it has to do with what you told me last night, I told you Takeru, I still love you, and see you as no less of a person. Hell, I see you as an even bigger person because I know that it took a shit-load of courage to tell me that.”

Takeru smiled at his brother, “Thanks Yamato.”

Yamato returned the smile to his younger brother, “Now eat your breakfast, and get ready to go. I want to get there before it gets too crowded.”

The two brothers had a wonderful day. It had been a while since Yamato and Takeru had been able to go out and do something by themselves. Yamato showed Takeru where all the best places for clothes were at the mall. The spent hours trying on outfits, before settling on one. They then went to the food court and grabbed a quick bite to eat. The two brothers sat and watched people go by, there were so many kinds of people walking by it filled the brothers with amazement and wonder. After getting a few too many nasty looks from people, the two brothers headed to the movie theater. After watching some horror movie about killer frogs, the brothers caught a ride home. After a quick supper the two brothers retired for the night.

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Yamato pulled the person up from the chair. Yamato ran his hands down the other person’s back, before reaching their ass. Yamato gave it a slight squeeze and he could hear the person moan into his mouth. He broke the kiss to try and look at the person, but it was so dark Yamato could only see their lips. Their lips were calling for him, calling him back to them. He couldn’t keep them waiting, so he put their lips back together. Both parties were happy as they both eagerly kissed one another. The shadowed person then slipped their hands up the back of Yamato shirt, and began rubbing and pulling on Yamato. Their hands then moved to the front of Yamato chest. As they began to lift up Yamato’s shirt they broke the kiss. But much to Yamato’s satisfaction they began leading kisses from Yamato’s lips down his neck, and onto his chest. Soon the other person had kissed their way to one of Yamato’s nipples. They kissed it, then they started to lick around it. They flicked it with their tongue a couple times and then popped it into their mouth. This time, it was Yamato’s turn to moan.

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Yamato woke up hot and bothered. Yamato was used to having sex dreams, but never two nights in a row. And especially not with his brother sleeping next to him. Yamato laid in bed, Yamato looked over at his brother, and saw that he was still fast asleep. Trying to calm him self and willpower the erection away, but once again finding that he couldn’t he went to take his second cold shower of the week.