Hey everyone! This is the first fic I post here at FanFiction . net although it's not the first fic I ever wrote. This will be an angst filled drama about Tai and Matt (YAOI). Please read and review, the next chapters are almost finished but I'll only post them after I review them, which might not take too long, but please let me know what you think of the first chapter! :)

The story is TOTALLY based on Paolo Giordano's "The Solitude of Prime Number" (highly recommended!), although I've made a few changes in the plot and the ending is going to be very different from the original story. Anyway, it's one of the best books I've ever read!

So let's get to what really matters... see you guys on the next chapter (hopefully!).

Disclaimer: I do not own Digimon or any of it's characters, and I DO NOT own "The Solitude of Prime Numbers" by Paolo Giordano.

Chapter 1 – Where the wild roses grow.

The Yagami Family was just another typical Japanese family. Mr. Yagami was a successful businessman and a very dedicated father, Mrs. Yagami was a careful housewife and mother. Their main purpose in life was to make their kids happy, Taichi, the eldest, was six years old and Hikari, the youngest, was four years old.

Taichi was a very lively and smart boy, he was always very aware of every little thing that happened around him and was always on the move. He played soccer at school and the coach used to say he might one day be a big star. Since Tai was a little boy he's been healthy and strong.

On the other hand, his sister Hikari was very fragile and had such a precarious health, due to her premature birth. She spent several months in the hospital when she was a baby, but all the efforts to make her grow healthy weren't enough and she ended up with a heart insufficiency that deprived her from doing even the most normal physical activities such as running or swimming.

Tai knew his sister's fragile condition and was always very protective. When Kari went to the same school as him he used to spend all his break time hunting anyone who happened to be mocking his sister just because she had to stay sitting quiet while every one else was playing and running.

Hikari was very attached to her brother and just couldn't bear staying away from him even for one second, and everywhere Tai was there was Kari too.

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One day at school Tai's classmate Sora approached him while he was playing with a soccer ball. She stared at him for a moment and then started talking:

"Hey Tai"

"Hey", he answered happily, aiming a kick at the ball and sending to the exact spot between two little trees on the wall opposite them. Sora followed the ball with her eyes and then began to speak fast again.

"How are you doing?", and she didn't wait for an answer, "it's my birthday on Saturday, I'll be seven!" she seemed really proud of that. "I wanted you to come to my party" she stated at last.

"Saturday, your party" Tai repeated very slowly "all right then".

Sora smiled widely as she began to tell him the address. While she spoke rapidly, Tai observed a boy accross the courtyard push Hikari to the ground, he saw the teacher help her up and then scream harshly to the boy, taking him away from Kari. Tai decided to break the conversation with Sora so he could go and check if his sister was fine.

"Yeah, I know where your house is, it isn't far from mine", he was just about to leave the girl, when something else occurred to him "Sora, I might not be able to come to your party. You know my sister Hikari? Well she's sick and she gets worse when she's away from me. Maybe I'll have to stay home... with her" he sounded very upset and was staring at the floor.

Sora looked at him angrily and made an annoyed noise. Tai looked at her as if apologizing and started to walk towards his sister.

"You can tale her if you need to" Sora said harshly before turning around and going away.

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During the next week, all of Taichi's friends only seemed capable of talking about Sora's party. They were much too excited and Tai started to feel an incontrollable desire to go too. On Saturday, he approached his mother and innocently asked if he could go. When she said yes, he hurried to his room to find the best clothes and shoes.

It was evening and Tai was about to leave to Sora's house when he heard Kari whining. Every time he'd leave without her it was the same thing: she would cry, scream and whine, desperately asking her brother not leave her alone. Most of the times Tai ended up taking her along with him.

"You won't be alone my love!" Mr. Yagami said taking Kari in his arms and kissing her wet cheeks.

Tai ran towards the door while his dad was distracting Kari, but she soon realized he was leaving and started moaning again.

"Taichi why don't you take her with you, only for this time!" their mother said while looking painfully to Hikari, who was getting red from crying.

This time Taichi didn't want to take Hikari with him. All of his friends would be there playing all sorts of games, running, having fun. If he took his sister she would have to sit down and watch because she couldn't run, and then he would have to stay with her in order to keep her company. He pictured himself at the party without his sister playing with all of his friends, and then he pictured himself with her. He was screaming inside, desperate to leave his sister behind for once in his life, while Hikari was screaming aloud begging Tai to take her with him.

"Tai" his mother called softly, looking at him. Defeated, Taichi stretched his arms and took his little sister, he made her stand in front of him and took a firm grip on her hand.

"You have to promise you'll behave and do everything I tell you to" he said strictly, without looking at anyone.

"I promise" Kari said smiling widely and wiping the tears from her face with the back of her hand.

Sora's house was less than 10 minutes far from the Yagami's so Tai went walking with Kari on his tail. He held her hand firmly to cross the main avenue and felt his stomach swirl with anger as he thought of all the fun he would miss at the party because of Kari.

As he crossed the avenue and arrived at Odaiba's Central Park, Kari started jumping happily and asked Tai to stop there so she could ride the slide. He said "no" sharplybut then something came to his mind and he stopped abruptly,causing Kari to collide with him.

"Yeah" he said thoughtfully, turning to his sister "You can go and ride the slide". He conducted her slowly to the large slide in the middle of the park and then watched as she rode on it shouting "yupie" loudly. He smirked and pulled her by the hand again, looking deeply into her eyes as he said: "You can stay here and slide as much as you want. Just make sure you ride it slowly and carefully so you won't get too tired, and when you do go sit there and rest waiting until I'm back, do you understand me?"

"But...." Kari didn't like the idea at all, she couldn't bear the thought of staying away from her big brother.

"Don't worry Kar" he said stroking her hair "I'll be back in half an hour, that's enough for you to play. You won't even miss me!"

"I don't want to stay!" she cried.

"Don't be silly! You promised you would do as I told you. Just stay here and wait for me right? And don't forget: slide carefully and when you get tired sit there and stay quiet. All right?"

The little girl looked at him with her big brown eyes identical to her brother's, and for the first time Taichi read fear printed in those eyes. But he was determined to enjoy Sora's birthday party as much as he could with no worries at all. Anyway, what could happen to Kari in a kid's park that she already knew so well that could be so bad? It would be just half an hour...

But half an hour passed and another and another while Tai played games with the other kids at Sora's house. He was having so much fun that he completely forgot about Kari alone in the park. Only when Sora's mom brought the cake and they all sang "happy birthday" Taichi remembered he had to go get Kari.

He hurried out of Sora's house to Odaiba's Central Park until he was out of breath but didn't stop until he got to his destination. It was almost dark already.

From across the street he could see that the park was empty and there was no one on the slide or anywhere else. The park was dark and solitary as it always got on cold autumn nights like that.

"Kari" he called aloud but with no courage to go and see if she was there. No answer. He tried again, this time stepping closer to the spot where he'd left his sister earlier. In this exact moment panic took over him in a ferocious way he had never experienced before, it took hold of his entire body and soul making his legs shake and tears burn his eyes blurring his vision. He ran through the park scrutinizing every corner of the place cautiously, he looked under the stone tables and behind the trees, he ran alongside the river that separated Odaiba's Central Park from the downtown and walked all the way back, but didn't find his sister anywhere. After what looked like several hours calling and getting no answer at all, he let himself fall to the ground at the edge of the river, crying desperately and shaking from head to toes, maybe because of the cold wind or maybe not...

"Kari" he called one more time with a faint voice that even he couldn't hear. He grasped the earth under his hands and started digging unconsciously. His right hand touched the sharp piece of a broken bottle and, without noticing, Tai grabbed the piece of glass firmly and started piercing his own hand with it. He didn't feel pain, not in his injured hand at least. But his head was aching and, more than anything at that moment, his conscience was aching violently, causing a fierce pain in his chest that he never thought it was possible for someone to feel.

Mr. Ishida was a methodical man, he liked everything to be done his way. Everyday at breakfast his wife served him a cup of tea while he read the news. Their children, for year-old Takeru and six year-old Yamato sat right in front of their parents and ate in silence every morning.

That day wasn't different. Yamato was sitting in front of his dad and looked at him apprehensively. He sipped his milk and felt it burn his tongue and throat.

"Are you done already?" his father asked without taking his eyes out of the news "it's time to go". Nancy, the mother, sipped her tea in silence and did not look at her husband or children.

Yamato made a grimace, still feeling the burn in his mouth, and then stood up. He drove himself to the bathroom and locked himself there. He sat on top of the toilet and rested his chin on his hands. He hated the fact that he had to go to ski classes every morning but he had no other option. His father believed that skiing was a dignified sport in which people learned how to, somehow, take advantage of great and unpredictable things like snow, and that's why he obliged his son to go and learn skiing as if he would be the next world champion. Unable to choose whether to go or not, Yamato went to the practices every morning against his will.

"Let's go or you'll be late again!" his father smashed the door making it tremble. Matt stickhis tongue out towards the door with a grimace and stood up next to the sink to brush his teeth. Afterwards, he put on the thick warm skiing clothes that made him unable to move properly and walked out of the house, without saying goodbye to his mom. He got in the car where his father was waiting and they left. "I might be able to put you on the next tournament", Mr. Ishida spoke with a cigarette in between his lips. Matt was trying hard not to heed what his father was saying and wasn't too hard.

Twenty or so minutes later he was at the ski track surrounded by other kids of his age and was walking towards the cableway line. The long way uphill always made him feel sick and he held his stomach firmly and pressed his lips together to avoid vomiting right there. When he climbed out of the little cableway seat he went looking for an empty spot where he could throw up without being seen, just as he did every time. The thick mist made it easier not to be spotted, and Matt didn't need to go very far to be out of everyone else's sight.

The instructor shouted instructions aloud to the group while Matt emptied his stomach on the snow. He hated the instructor just as much as he hated his father for making him be there every morning against his will. He heard the group moving farther away as he sent his breakfast outside, and he didn't feel like going with them. In fact that day he was feeling worse than ever and couldn't stop vomiting, maybe more because he was frightened then because of the hot milk he'd drunk earlier and was reverting in his stomach.

When Yamato got to stop throwing up he ran fast after the instructor and the rest of the group , but the thick mist didn't allow him to go much far, and he realized he wouldn't be able to find them. He stood still for a moment, he thought he might call someone aloud but knew nobody would hear him because of the whistling wind. He could barely distinguish the track he had already went down countless times before with the group but he thought he was capable of doing this alone this time so he could go back to the safety of the ground down there and hurry back home with some lame excuse. Anyway he didn't feel very well.

He got ready to go all the way downhill carefully, holding the sticks and putting on the protector goggles. He leaned himself forward and one last time he tried to spot one of his colleagues but saw nothing but white pale mist. He mentally counted to three and slid ahead. The cold air filled his lungs instantly when he opened his mouth in scare, it was the first time he went skiing all by himself. For a few minutes he thought it was rather easy and leant forward again to gain velocity.

"Maybe I shouldn't go straight back home" he thought, "maybe I should walk around a little before going back. Dad will be furious if he knows I've missed practice". He started thinking of good excuses to give his dad for being home earlier and the lamest stories filled up his mind slowly. But all of a sudden Matt had no time to think anymore or to stop or to scream: there was a sign "CLOSED TRACK" ahead of him and he went straight passed it. Before he could be aware of what had happened he was lying with his face pressed against the cold ground, it was hard to breathe because his nose was buried in the cold snow, one of his legs in a strange angle that made him feel like it was no longer part of his body. The cold covered him quickly and he couldn't move. He stick his tongue out in an attempt to prove himself that he still had control over his own body and the snow tasted good. He licked the snowy ground until his tongue was numb because of the cold. "Maybe my body will never be found" he thought with no fear or panic at all, "maybe it will only be found after several months". He heard a distant howl and shut his eyes closed tightly. Cold penetrated his skin until it reached his muscles, and as if he had no body Matt felt himself float in a white infinite sea, until everything got dark and he felt nothing.