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Yamato is still ... struggling, let's say ... with Taichi's request. But hey, there's an award ceremony and tentacles and popcorn, and at least one of those things has got to be distracting.

"What's the category right now?" He asks, sitting down on Quentin's legs.

"Short films," Quentin grumbles at his legs being sat on and shifts so there's more space for Yamato.

"Hang on, hang on, there's a way we can make this work," Yamato says, settling so that he's sprawled between Quentin's legs, with his back resting against Quentin's chest and his head against his shoulder. It's a comfortable enough position to be in. "Better?"

Quentin smiles and runs his hands through Yamato's hair, "Yes, this will work, pass the popcorn."

"Here," Yamato says, passing the bucket of popcorn up. "I didn't even know spicy popcorn was a thing."

"Its really good. They all are. How are you doing?"

"I'm -- ..."

Ugh. How does he talk about this.

... What if he just doesn't talk about it.

"How are you? How's Toby?"

That was a deflection and Quentin looks down at Yamato with a raised eyebrow, "Good, she and Tybalt are figuring out dating. Well, he's courting her. Now you answer, what's going on?"

"Do I have to seduce you into not asking questions? Because I will. I will seduce the hell out of you."

Quentin opens his mouth as his ears go pink as he tries to think of a good response.

"Yamato one, Quentin nil," Yamato murmurs, and promptly settles his face into the nook of Quentin's neck, satisfied that he's staved off any questioning for the moment.

"Seducing later, answers now," Quentin says as he runs his hands up and down Yamato's sides.

"That's just having your cake and eating it too," Yamato mumbles. "... Taichi's leaving the team for a few years. He's asked me to take his place."

"Where's he going?" Quentin thought they were all still trapped in the Digital World.

"Abroad. When we graduate, he's going to be taking part in a program run by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs," Yamato says. "Part of it is studying in the US for three or four years."

"But you'll be on the move too learning how to fly planes."

"Yeah, but I'll be in Japan stil. Near Tokyo. Close to the rest of the team."

"Have you ever lived far away from him?" This is really bothering Yamato, Quentin hugs Yamato closer.

"Not ... really."

Maybe during the year or so where Yamato was living on Odaiba and Taichi was still living in Hikarigaoka, but not for very long.

"He'll be back during vacations, and it's not like I can't visit. I just -- don't know if leaving me in charge of the Chosen is a good idea."

"I think it is. You know what you're doing." Quentin pets Yamato's hair as he know that sometimes relaxes him.

"Everyone's been saying that," Yamato murmurs, pushing his head against Quentin's hand. "You're all fountains of positivity."

"No, we know you and you're a good leader. Taichi trusts you so trust him." He keeps petting and kind of massaging Yamato's head.

"Or, hear me out here," Yamato says. "You're all very biased."

"Other people wouldn't know you well enough to judge."

"Isn't 'are you a good leader' the kind of thing people should be able to tell without knowing me well? Charisma and the ability to inspire people, that special thing Taichi has, it doesn't just appear when you know someone, after all."