This is my first fanfic so if it isn't that good don't attack me with annoying comments!

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon, I don't own any characters, I don't own anything to do with the show, manga, you name it, I own nothing – don't mock me people! And all the rights and all that legal stuff belong to their respective owners, none of which are me… So there you go ^__^

Prologue: Taichi's here to stay, or so he thinks

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It was very cold in Yamato's room and it only seemed to grow increasingly colder as more minutes passed. Yet no matter how cold it was becoming Yamato ignored it… he was locked in his room anyway so it wasn't like he could leave to somewhere warmer. It had been fifteen minutes that Yamato had been wasting away being trapped in a place normally one could find sanctuary in, but now he only wanted to get out. Yamato could feel himself begin to go insane while resting under his bed sheets; being trapped was something no one liked... well – sane people for that matter…

"Why me?" Yamato wailed not even noticing that the wind was now making noises that were louder then his own voice, efficiently blocking it out. Wait… the wind?

Yamato shot up in bed to find the window had swung open and a dark figure lay in the breach. A sense of relief and fear fell onto him at the same time. About a half an hour earlier from now his father just had a stern talk with Yamato and ended up locking him in his room because he thought his son was being "unreasonable", but in Yamato's mind it was his father who was being unreasonable. Drawing his attention back to the window he knew what was about to happen couldn't end well…

The figure climbed through the window cumbersomely and landed forcefully on the ground, eliciting a snicker from Yamato.

"Smooth." Yamato joked. He shivered in place from the cold while his friend managed to get to his feet and face him.

"Taichi what do you think you're doing here? Didn't my dad just finish telling you he'd kick your ass if he ever saw your face again?" That was why the fear had washed over him. His dad had gotten into a fight with Yamato because Yamato had announced he was in a relationship with Taichi, he finally had gotten the courage to tell his father but now regretted he did.

"No one can keep me away from you, Yamato." Taichi walked over towards Yamato who was still sitting patiently on his bed shivering with the colder new found wind that had erupted into his room through his open window.

"We'll see about that." A new voice interrupted, and again there was fear. Neither boy had heard or even noticed that Yamato's father had even come in, in fact he had been standing there latent for quite some while overlooked while he made sure his son didn't do anything rash without Yamato's knowledge.

"Taichi Yagami, get out of my house!" Yamato's father rushed towards Taichi ready to kill him, only faltering when he had noticed Yamato had grabbed his arm and was glaring at him furiously.

"Dad, leave Taichi alone. Why does it bother you so much anyway? It's not like I'm making you date Taichi. I'm going to do what I want when I want with him and you can't change that. You can try but it'll never work because –" There was a knock at the door which made Yamato fall silent and quiet his rant. His father dragged a hand through his hair and reluctantly walked over to Yamato's door and opened it to find a quite tired Takeru.

"Daddy, what's going on? It's really late, and there's yelling." Takeru used one small hand to rub his eyes while the other lay limp at his side holding a worn old teddy bear by it's arm while the rest of it's body reached the floor. Takeru let out a small yawn and impatiently waited for his dad to come up with something to tell him.

"Well Takeru – You see… um… well –"

"Taichi!" Takeru shouted in surprise, noticing him by Yamato's bedside. He rushed over to him, pushing past his father, and pulling Taichi into an embrace. Taichi hugged back giving a small grin at Yamato, and Yamato returned it loving how Takeru was always just as happy to see Taichi as Yamato was. The six-year-old little Takeru gave a happy smile towards Taichi after he pulled out of the embrace.

Yamato is 9 years older then Takeru, making Yamato just a few months shy of 16. Yamato's father, Mr. Ishida, never lost his glare on Taichi for a second throughout this, and as soon as Takeru left he'd continue his yelling at the trespassing boy, and probably lecture Yamato again on homosexuality.

"Taichi, why are you here? Didn't you just leave? What's your favorite color? Mine is blue, could you tell Hikari that? I like Hikari she's really nice, oh! Tell her that too! Did you know that I could do a summersault do you want me to show you –" Takeru said bouncing up and down when Taichi cut him off.

"Whoa, whoa, slow down there buddy." Taichi ruffled Takeru's hair then continued, "I left but I came back because your father was nice enough to let me sleep over," Taichi paused and shot a triumphant smile at Mr. Ishida, then continued once more, "My favorite color is probably blue too," He gave a look at Yamato who blushed, Yamato probably couldn't even count how many times Taichi had said that he loved Yamato's blue eyes and that he could stare into them all day long and never get tired.

"Well will you tell Hikari? And do you want to see me do a summersault?" Takeru asked eyes big in anticipation for Taichi's answers. Hikari was Taichi's little sister, and was about the same age as Takeru, and Takeru had really liked her a lot.

"Yes I'll tell Hikari, but why don't we save that summersault for another time, okay?"

"Okay, Taichi." Takeru gave one last smile at him then shot a look over at the window.

"Why's the window open like that? Is that why it's so cold in here?" Takeru shivered to emphasize his point.

"Don't worry about it T.K.," Taichi had often called Takeru by that nickname, and Takeru sometimes called Taichi "Tai", like he had heard Yamato call him a lot to reciprocate the nickname gesture.

Taichi pushed him to the door gently, giving the kid a smile. "You should go to bed, you need your sleep, I'll see you in the morning." He once again shot a triumphant look at Mr. Ishida, and they closed the door slowly behind Takeru.

"What in the world do you think you're doing? You're getting out of my house this instant! How dare you lie to my son like that!"

"Mr. Ishida, I never lie… and I never will." He went over to Yamato and sat down next to him on his bed. He maneuvered Yamato's body with his hands into his lap and then wrapped his arms around his waste, still not breaking eye contact with Yamato's father for a second.

Mr. Ishida gasped and shot a dirty glare at Taichi. "Taichi I'll give you five goddamn seconds to release my son before I call the police and have you arrested for trespassing!"

"Then they'll have to arrest me too because Taichi isn't going to let go of me, and I'm not going to let go of him." Yamato said as he grabbed Taichi's hands reassuringly.

"Yamato… you do not want to know what I'm going to do if you don't stop this right now, and I'm going to give you a fair warning… it'll hurt a hell of a lot more then being separated from Taichi." He stalked over to them and stopped just a foot from their bed looking down at them angrily, waiting for Yamato's answer.

Yamato gave one look back at Taichi's face and saw how strongly he truly felt about Yamato with just that look and he soon became reassured with his answer.

"Then do it."

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(A/N:) Okay this is just the prologue…. kind of. It just kind of gets into the story a bit, I don't really like doing the whole boring intro where you explain everything in the prologue, you'll just have to read to find out what happened in the story because everything's better when it's a mystery, right? I think so… well review!!!