A/N: For those of you wondering what Yamato and Takeru talked about at the party, here you go!

Bonus Chapter

Brotherly Conversations

Takeru followed his brother in confusion. He had no idea what Yamato thought was so important that he would pull his younger brother from an important conversation. Well, Takeru thought the conversation was important. Yamato had a strange idea of what was important. The older blonde shut the door when they were both in his bedroom.

"So," Yamato started. He leaned against the door with his arms folded.

Takeru waited for him to continue, be he just continued to stare at the younger blonde. "What do you want Yamato?" Takeru asked with a sigh.

Yamato motioned for him to take a seat on the bed. "You and Ken, huh?"

Takeru blinked in confusion. "What? What do you mean 'me and Ken'?"

The older blonde rolled his eyes. "You are not this dense!" Takeru continued to stare at him in confusion. Yamato sighed. "I mean, when did you guys become so close?"

Takeru fought a blush, not wanting to give his overly perceptive brother any more ammo. "We just started hanging out. You know, Daisuke and Hikari being so wrapped up in each other, it was only natural Ken and I would be able to relate. So, we've just become better friends."

Yamato raised an eyebrow. "You guys don't act like friends."

Takeru choked on air. "Wha—what are you implying?"

"I think you know."

"Yamato cut the crap! I'm immune to your coy-ish 'charms'. Just say what you mean!"

Yamato sighed. "What I am saying is that you two act like a couple who are trying to convince other people they're just friends." Takeru sputtered. Yamato waited for a minute, but when Takeru still couldn't get his mouth to work, he spoke up again. "So, are you going to tell me the truth?"

"Yamato! We're just friends!"

The blonde looked at his younger brother in sadness. "You don't even trust your own brother?"

Takeru waved his arms in adamant denial. "I'm serious, we're just friends. He just went through a messy break up. How could I even think of dating him right now?"

"Aha!" said Yamato triumphantly. "You do like him!"

This time Takeru could not hide the blush. He tried to feign anger as a form of defense. "Is this what this was all about? You wanted to find out if I liked him? Why didn't you just ask that in the first place!"

Yamato shook his head in amusement. "If I had come out and asked that, you would have denied it and I would have nothing but my own suspicions. But your reactions to this conversation pretty much prove what I already suspected."

Takeru groaned flopped down on the bed. "Why are you so damn difficult?"

Yamato grinned. "That's what brothers are for."

"I hate you."

"I know. So what are you going to do about it?"

"About what?"

"Your crush!" Yamato nearly shouted in frustration.

Takeru jumped up. "Will you keep it down? The others don't need to hear this."

Yamato rolled his eyes again. He did that a lot when trying to get his younger brother to admit something. "They can't hear me over the ruckus Daisuke and Taichi are probably making."

"Did you just say 'ruckus'?"

"That's not the point," Yamato growled. "What are you going to do about Ken?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"Nothing."

"What is your problem Takeru? You've never made a move on anyone! Well, now I know those girls weren't your type, but Ken obviously likes you!"

"Yamato…" Takeru sighed. "He's been through a lot. A lot. He needs a friend, not a pursuer."

Yamato echoed his brother's sigh. "You and your psychology…"

"At least I know what will make the situation better, and what will make it worse. Even if Ken does like me, he'll just become dependent on me. He needs to stand on his own feet first."

The older man studied his brother intently. Takeru was staring at his hands, obviously lost in his own thoughts.

"All right," said Yamato. "I can accept that." He moved to open the door. "But when you do get together, I better be the first to know."

"Yamato!" Takeru shouted, embarrassed. But Yamato was already walking back to the living room.