Hello there! This is my first fanfic, I hope it works out right... If you review, please don't just say you hate it (it will make me very sad), but also say what sucks about it. 'Kay? Thanks!

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon. Ha, you have no idea what I'd do if I did.

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It was on a dark night, when the thunder was striking and the waves were higher than ever, when Taichi en Yamato lost the rest of the group. They had been walking near the water when suddenly a wave caught them and dragged them into the sea. Luckily they could hold on to each other and this helped them survive and stay together.

Now, they were lying on the ground, sometimes coughing up water, then in need for breath. They both tried to say something, but it remained silent through the night. Finally they fell asleep and didn't wake up until the next day.

Tai was the first one to wake up, but it took him a few minutes before he remembered where he was. He looked at the figure next to him, still sleeping, and got up. His clothes were still wet, but the sun was shining and it seemed to be a warm day. Tai's next concern was food, for his stomach felt very, very empty. He didn't think a single second about waking Matt, he could do things just as good on his own as with the other boy who was always messing with his plans.

It took a while before Tai saw fruits that were eatable, and without a second thought he ate them, one after another. He did not see the mushroom, he didn't think about the different taste, he was too hungry for that. Let's be nice and take something for Matt, too, Tai thought, grinning. He quickly found his way back and saw that Yamato was awake.

"You sure did sleep a lot!" Tai's first comment was. Matt shot him an angry look, but a content smile appeared on his face when he saw the fruits Tai was holding.

"Give me those fruits," Matt demanded.

"Not if you don't say please," Tai answered.

"For God's sake, please. Quit it already and give me some food!"

Tai gave Matt the things to eat and just as with Tai, the other boy finished his meal within a minute.

Their stomachs were filled, now they needed to concentrate on a way back. They did not recognize the area they were in, they also did not notice any digimon. Was that a good thing or…?
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"Can we please stop?" Tai asked after walking what seemed hours. His feet hurt, he was having a headache and every second he felt from ice cold to burning hot. He thought it was because his clothes were still wet and the fact that he might have eaten a bit too fast. He decided not to tell Yamato.

"Why? We need to go back to the group, we can't be lazy." Yamato walked past Tai, not noticing the amount of effort Tai was making for walking and not collapsing.

Unfortunately, making effort was not enough- Tai collapsed. Matt heard a sound behind him and looked round, seeing Tai on the ground, looking quite sick.

"Tai?" Matt hurried to his friend and laid him on his back. With a shock he realized that every part of Tai was as cold as ice, except from his forehead, which felt like it was on fire. His friend was very, very sick, and he hadn't noticed. He cursed himself for that, but quickly got over with it. The thing he needed to do now was finding a good place for Tai so he could recover and stay out of sight for digimons as well. But then again, he didn't know this place and he needed to have a lot of luck if he wanted to find that kind of a spot within ten minutes.

"Taichi, how long have you not be feeling well?" Matt asked, but his friend did not respond. Panic began to get at him, but he tried with all his will not to freak out. This wasn't the time for something like that, Tai needed him now and not some weird guy who did not know what to do in life threatening situations. Yes, he considered this a life threatening situation. Tai didn't look good at all, he needed to find a shelter, and quick.

"Hang on Tai, I'm going to find a place to stay, I'll be back in a few minutes." Yamato got no reply, so he hurried off to search through the bushes and trees, every second becoming more desperate. Finally, when he was about to give it up, he found a small cave, big enough for one, maybe two- but then they would be quite crammed. Whatever, he'd just stay outside while Tai could recover inside the cave.

Yamato found his way back and found his friend still laying in the same spot where he had left him. His skin was pale and Matt could hear almost no breathing. With some effort, Matt carried his friend to the cave and laid him there. There wasn't really much he could do, except for keeping the brunette warm, so he tucked of his shirt and put that around Tai. It didn't really help, and now he was beginning to feel cold, but he just wanted his friend to recover.
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Days passed, but Taichi's situation grew only worse. Yamato had no idea what he had to do, except trying to keep the other boy warm, but he didn't know with what. Tai was shivering all the time, sometimes moaning, then turning in his sleep, almost so fiercely that he hit Matt.

Damn, if only I could make Taichi warm with something Yamato thought. His mind wandered off to a place where only happiness existed, as well as warmth, luck and comfort. There had been this time where Matt and Tai had had a huge fight and they ended up not talking to each other for several days. These days were one of the toughest of his life, not being able to talk to his friend, but the finally gave in and apologized. After that, their bond had become stronger every second.

Yes, there had been that day, on a afternoon in the summer, when Yamato en Taichi had sat on a bench in the park. The temperature began to drop, and Taichi, stubborn as always, did not have something warm with him.

"Can I have your sweater?" Taichi asked.

"No," the answer of Yamato was.

"Why not?"

"Because I'm going to get cold then and it's your own fault you didn't bring something warm with you."

"Yeah, but that was because you said it was going to be a nice, warm day, with almost no wind."

"Hey, don't turn my words around! I said that and told you also to bring something warm just in case, but who was the one who shook his head and refused, saying you were never cold?"

"I'm not cold when I'm with you."

The silence followed wasn't a comfortable one. Yamato was slightly shocked, but then again, Tai saw him as a brother, right? Yes, that was it.

"I'm on fire when I'm with you," Yamato joked.

"See? That's why I can get your sweater."

"Stupid! You're not getting my sweater!"

"Why not?"

"Because!"

"That's not a reason."

"I know. Go snuggle up on me if you want to get it warm," Yamato sneered.

He had never expected Tai to really do it, but he did. It felt weird, having Taichi so near, with his head on Matt's shoulder.

That was the first time Yamato had thought of Tai as something more than a friend. But that couldn't be, because they had known each other for so long, they were like brothers. They could almost finish each other's sentences, but now and then they could be so annoying they wanted to punch each other.

Matt was cold, he hadn't eaten for days and was only thinking about Taichi. His best friend. The one who had made him smile. Only the thought of him smiling to Tai and Tai smiling back made him slightly happy, and almost warm. As soon as he realized this, he dismissed his thoughts from topics like that. It was not time for something like that.

That night a miracle occurred. Matt was about to fall asleep when he heard Tai whisper his name. Immediately he opened his eyes and looked at the brunette with great concern.

"How are you feeling?" Yamato asked, feeling the boys forehead, which was, just like the other days, burning hot. Yet his arm was cold, so very, very cold.

"Yamato?"

"Yes, Tai? Are you okay?"

"Where are we?"

"Wha-" He was about to say 'What are you talking about?' when Taichi's eyes closed. His breathing became regular, though plain, and Yamato just sat there and smiled with a happy smile.

"Where are we?"

"I have no clue, but we need to find the way back. No, Tai, that's not the right direction. We came from that path."

"Well then, mister know it all, what path do you reckon we should take?"

"I think the right one, come on, let's check it out. It's already getting dark, we need to find a shelter."

"A cave would be nice."

"Yes."

"But can't we sleep anywhere?"

"No, then we'll be seen and get punished."

"Oh. Yeah. A cave, it is then?"

"Yes."

"Yamato…"

"What?"

"No, nothing."

"Come on, tell me."

"It's nothing."

"At least tell me what the subject was about."

"Well, er… Love."

"Cliché. Come on, I think I see something."

Hang on a minute, Matt thought. That time Taichi wanted to talk about love. Why? Was he in love with some girl? Or… a guy?

Heck, where did that thought come from?

No, that was not possible, Taichi was always talking about girls he found hot and that sort of stuff. No way Taichi would be something else than straight. Maybe…

"Yamato?"

Taichi had woken up again, his eyes half closed, looking at Matt.

"What is it? Do you want anything?"

"No… I just wanted to be sure you were around." And he fell asleep again.

Now that Matt thought about it, Taichi had said things like that before. Like when Tai had been sick and Matt was the only one who dared to come into his room, not afraid of getting sick himself. His friend had said at that time that he was glad to have Matt around. What did that mean?

Nothing. It meant nothing. He was just getting paranoid from the lack of sleep, food and warmth. God, he would do anything to get warm, even if it was a little.