A/N: Hey person who is reading this fic right now i.e you :P Before you start reading be warned that this fic might take awhile to complete, am doing my a-levels right now and they're occupying way too much time :( also am in a country where yaoi is technically illegal so I have to pretty careful when I'm writing this fic and be careful not to let any of my friends here see it.. haha fml. D:

Any ways hope you enjoy the fic... :)
also be warned that I hardly ever proof read my work and will probably (though hopefully not) have some mistakes, especially with my grammar :/ Let me know though if you can on ways I can improve ^-^

Summary: Yamato experiences something horrible and loses the one he loves, after having his soul crushed can someone put the peices of his heart back together. Taito and possible Daikeru if can I can put the right pieces together :). Rated M because you never know where a fic will go.. AU timeline xD

Disclaimer: I don't own Digimon in any way or form... but if I did... *Mischievous grin*

It's been a week since her death. Her funeral was yesterday, and it all seemed surreal. The way we all went up to her open casket one by one and said goodbye. There were tears, shed by many of her family and friends. I didn't cry though, I stayed strong, well until I reached the casket and saw her. Her beauty was breath-taking, one of the most angelic things I've seen, and she took my breath away reminding of the first time we met. Though her eyes were closed and I knew they'd never open again, some deep part of me wished they would, that she'd spring up with her usual grace and say it'd all been a joke. Though I knew that would never happen and that's when I couldn't hold back the tears. It was as if a dam broke in my heart and tears wouldn't stop streaming down my face. I heard faint sobs that I'd later be able to recognize as my own. I collapsed next to her casket gazing at the most beautiful girl that I'd ever laid eyes on. No one stopped or tried to take me away, they all just watched as my soul my shattering. I reached into my pocket and pulled out two silver band rings. Sobbing softly I gently lifted her hand and fit one of the rings on her index finger; I then did the same thing to mine with the other ring. This would symbolize that we would always have a bond, one that'd I'd never forget and doubted I'd move on from. I stood up, gently peered over the casket and placed my lips onto her forehead into the gentlest kiss. "Goodbye Sora, You won't have to wait long" I murmured. I then recomposed myself and left the funeral home, ignoring the half-hearted attempts from the crowd to stop me, I got into my car and drove, I wasn't thinking, I was simply… running away.

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Two Weeks Later
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I arrived at what I'd call my new home. My father had been offered a job in Toyama but was ready to decline even though his salary was being close to doubled what he was getting in when we lived in Kawasaki, however after the incident… well he thought it'd be a good idea if we both left the city. The house that starred at me was… big. A lot bigger than the flat my father and I stayed in when we lived in the city. I could hardly believe it when the moving truck parked itself in the driveway of the house, I was about to correct the driver telling him that this couldn't be the right address when my dad hopped out of the truck as if to assure me we had reached our destination. I followed suit and stumbled of the truck taking a deep breath before approaching the house. When I said the house was big it was what could be the understatement of the year, the house was huge. Well maybe not to most people who had mansions and what not but to me it was well, huge.

The house had two-story layouts that a linked to the garage. The ground floor was quite open, there was the living room as you walked into the house, and to the right was a door that led to the garage which was next to the staircase that led upstairs. If you carried into the living room on the left was crystal windowed doors that opened into the dining room that had a long table that could easily hold 8 people. On the right side was an archway that led into stainless steel kitchen complete with an island and electronic built in stoves. The kitchen and dining room were conveniently linked together by another set of crystal glass windowed doors. There was a sliding back door that went onto a wooden deck but before I could go exploring …

"Yamato!" I heard my dad call. It was clear that he needed me for something so I went on a hunt to find him. Though I was still unfamiliar with the house it wasn't hard to navigate through and I found my father in no time, upstairs in one of the empty rooms.

He was in one of the empty rooms upstairs engaged in a shallow conversation with our driver who was the boss of the moving company. He gave me a nod of acknowledgement that also signaled he'd be done in a few moments. Which he was, the boss who I recalled was called Bobby gave me a firm handshake before departing with the rest of his company leaving my father and I with pathetically few boxes to fill the house. My dad gave me a look that he only gave to me when he was pleased about something then sighed.

"You look better" it wasn't a question but a statement, and I believed it. I had been so torn up since the incident that I had been feeling detached from my surroundings and no doubt it was apparent to the ones around me. I couldn't even remember the last days I spent in my hometown. My friends had thrown me a surprise party to spend as much time with me as they could before I left, but I could hardly remember it. The term 'Party' was a severe understatement, it was so somber and awkward, the kind a party that when a joke was cracked only silence would follow. I winced inwardly at my thoughts. Though it appears I winced outwardly as well as before I could snap out of my thoughts my dad brought me into his arms into a comforting hug. We stayed like that for a few seconds before he gave me an 'everything will be okay' squeeze and released me.

"You up for pizza? I'm starving" he asked while exiting the room. I followed him out practically howling my appreciations.

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It was a Friday when we moved in so that meant that I'd had Saturday and Sunday to get to know the neighborhood. On Saturday morning we had a few neighbors stop by and greet us. One of the elder couples even baked us a welcome to the neighborhood cake which my dad and I ate later that night, cakes made from people with years of experience always taste the best. A peculiar visit was from a girl named Hikari. She was being accompanied by her mom who told us the story of how they saw the moving van yesterday and had wanted to welcome us. After introductions it was clear that my father and Mrs. Yagami weren't about to finish their conversation so I excused myself from the conversation and began to head towards the back door, I turned slightly to Hikari tilting my head signaling for her to follow. She glanced at her mom before shrugging and following me out the patio door.

The sun hit me and I felt the warmth spread itself throughout my body. I felt the sun's rays encircling me as if embracing me leaving me with a content feeling as I was making my way towards the patio chairs. There were only two chairs so I motioned for Hikari to sit in the other one.

"So Hikari-" I began

"Kari" she interrupted, "Kari's just fine, and your Yamato right?"

"Yamato or Matt, whatever you prefer", I said, I was happy that Kari seemed to be quite easy going, this made things easier and I was able to relax more.

"Then Matt, what brings you and your family to our small town?" Kari asked curiously, I doubt she noticed but I felt myself tense up. I knew that we moved so that dad would have that 'nicer' job however I also knew that the reason for the move was because of me. Because I wasn't able to function anymore in Kawasaki, that each time I'd walk a familiar street and was even somewhat reminded of Sora I would freeze, unable to move forward. The psychiatrist had informed me and my father that I was going through shock, that what I had been through had not only been traumatizing but physiologically damaging as well. So it would take time for my mind to fully recover, however the doctor mentioned that sometime away from the Kawasaki would hasten my recover and that was it, sealed deal. My father phoned up his company saying he'd accept the job, he phoned his sister who was also a real estate agent and found us our house, within two and a half weeks here we were. I must've been in deep thought as I hadn't noticed she had placed her hand on my knee and was gently shaking it "Ummm.. Matt?"

I placed my hand over hers and told to her that I was alright and she went back to sitting comfortably, though her features still holding a skeptic gaze.

"Sorry about that you kinda caught me off guard", I forced a laugh, knowing it sounded strained, "Actually my family is just me and my dad" Which was basically true, I had been living with just my dad and I since I was 5. My mother was still alive and I had a younger brother as well however one day or so my dad tells me, my parents had an argument that settled in a divorce as well as custody arrangements that separated me from my brother. So it's just been me and my dad for nearly 12 years.

"Oh, I'm sorry-" Kari began.

"Nothing to be sorry about", I interrupted, "she's not dead just a nasty divorce. Oh and my dad got a better job here and stuff", Kari seemed to accept this and let go of the subject, though I think she could tell I wasn't telling the whole story, as she kept a look of interest on me as if she was trying to dig the answers out of me with her eyes. It's not that I didn't trust Kari, wait that's a lie, I didn't. I don't trust complete strangers even if they seem completely innocent. The conversation carried on and sometime during it my dad and Kari's mom had come over and placed a plate of bite sized sandwiches on the patio table, then informed us that Mrs Yagami was taking my dad to Ikea to go furniture shopping. Kari volunteered to stay behind and keep me company, so they left leaving Kari and I. We talked about Kawasaki, what there was to do in our neighborhood and that there were big arcades and shopping malls in the city center, I doubted her but she assured me they were big and that it was definitely the place to go.

"So I'm guessing I'll be seeing you at Kuroko High?" I asked and Kari erupted into stifled laugh, not hysterics more like giggles, I was at a lost I couldn't understand what was so funny about asking if she was going to the same school as me. She glanced up and saw my puzzled face and paused her giggles trying to calm herself.

"How old do you think I am?" Kari asked with a mischievous grin.

I shrugged my shoulders "Sixteen, wait fifteen?"

"Close, well not really" She stuck smiled at me innocently "I'm fourteen, well will be in august." She grinned as my jaw dropped. The girl was thirteen, I leaned forward and begun analyzing her features still in disbelief. She had chin length hair, cut in a mod type bob. Her eyes were amber and reflected the fading sun, she really didn't look 13. She also didn't act it, not once in the conversation did she seem younger, heck I was beginning she might in fact be older than me. I laughed at my mistake and ruffled the back of my hair. Kari joined in and we laughed together for a few moments before the laughter faded and we went back to relaxing on our chairs cushions. It felt nice to laugh again, I felt like a bit of me was beginning to piece itself back together but I quickly crushed it. How could I let myself be happy when I know that she'll… I stopped my thoughts.

Kari must have noticed my mood change as she broke the silence. "To answer your question I will be attending Kuroko High, but not until September, my brother goes there though, and if I'm not mistaking I'm guessing you both are the same age his name i-

"Kari" Mrs Yagami called from behind the gate that led to our front yard "It's time to go honey." Kari gave her mom a nod and got up from her seat.

"It was nice meeting you Matt" She offered her hand out and I took it and gave it a gentle shake. "Hopefully I'll see you around, actually I know I will" She said that with full confidence and before I could ask how or utter a goodbye she had already left to meet up with her mother.

I kept myself sitting and reflected on what just happened. Kari seemed nice but was confused at how she was reading me so easily. Not even my closest friends could, even before the incident, so was kinda stunned at how a complete stranger had managed to lower so many of my barriers. A spring breeze blew by and I felt the chill on my skin, the sun had nearly completely faded and the air had become quite chill so I decided now would be a good idea to head inside. While I walking towards the sliding door I remembered my brother would be turning 14 in November. I thought that he and Kari would probably make a cute couple, though I didn't know my brother I could still wish that he was having the best life. With a ghost of a smirk on my lips I made my way into the house.