Well, here's that story i was thinking about writing (and i did :P) Remember those letters Yamato sent? (from Letters to my Love) Here is a full story! I will work those letters that were written into the story. I'm all pumped up to write this so i hope you guys like it!

Enjoy!

Yamato wasn't supposed to come home early that day, but he did.

She would later find out that a pipe had burst all across the entire school, so the school closed and sent everyone home early.

Yamato wasn't supposed to find out, but he did.

The look on his face when he opened that bedroom door, it was utter heartbreak. Anger flashed across his face as he stared at the two in his…their bed. In the place where they made love and created two of the most wonderful joys in the world was his wife and another man. Rage filled him, schooling his face so no emotion showed he cleared his throat. Two heads snapped in his direction.

"Yama-Yamato!" she cried out. Panic filled her face as she looked at him. The man above her moved to the side and grabbed his pants before slipping them on quickly. His wife covered herself with the sheet as she looked at him.

Even with his face void of all emotion he couldn't keep the fury out of his eyes as he looked upon the two. His wife flinched when he looked at her and saw the rage. They all stood there for a minute quietly before Yamato opened his mouth to say something.

"What is this?" he asked emotionless. She flinched once again and stammered "I-I, you…you weren't supposed to find out." She said pathetically.

This time he couldn't keep the rage in, "I WASN'T SUPPOSED TO FIND OUT?" he yelled out. "HOW LONG?" he was beyond mad.

"He-Hey! Calm down!" his wife's lover said stepping towards Yamato.

Yamato glared at the man "SHUT THE HELL UP! WAS I TALKING TO YOU?" the man flinched back just a little before standing up straight. "Let's all just talk about this calmly…" he said.

Yamato couldn't help it, he started laughing. "Talk calmly?" he chuckled. "Calmly..." he mumbled. His eyes filled with rage, "CALMLY? Fuck you!" he walked straight up to the man "how about this, just imagine this for me, imagine coming home from work to find your wife, the mother of your children in bed with another man. Do you think you could sit down and talk calmly to the man who was fucking your wife just minutes before?"

The other man took a step back "I-I guess not."

"No, you guess not." Yamato nodded and turned towards the door before turning back around and punching the bastard right in the jaw. His wife cried out "Don't!" before rushing to the man lying on the floor. The sheet still wrapped around her.

"Why don't you just stay the fuck out of this yeah?" Yamato said glaring at both of them. He turned to his wife "how long?" he watched as she bit her lip "six months" she finally said.

Yamato closed his eyes and turned away, Six months? God, how could he not notice? Did he see the signs and just ignore them? The times where she'd leave for a couple of hours, making up excuses. Did he just believe them because he didn't want to face the truth? How could the woman he loved more than anything, the one who swore to stay by his side thru sickness and health, for better or for worst. The mother of his children, the woman who he's been married to for seven years just throw everything away for some guy she met six months ago?

"Yamato?"

He flinched just a little when she said his name, his mind flashed back to every moment that she had said his name, an ache filled him. The feeling was so strong.

Yamato opened his eyes and found the picture of him, his wife and children all smiling happily in front of him. All anger and energy drained out of him until all that was left was heartbreak and sadness. He looked upon the faces of his children, what did they do to deserve this? His kids would be home soon from school.

"Get out." He finally said.

"Huh? Wh-what?" she didn't understand.

He turned around and looked directly at her, "I said get out. Get out of my house." His face was once again void of any emotion except for his eyes. They could see the sadness in his eyes.

"I don't understand…" she said looking at him "can we please talk about this?"

"No."

The answer was so straightforward and said with no emotion that it hurt.

"W-why? Yamato please! Please just let me ex-"

"I said get out! I can't even look at you, let alone talk to you!" he yelled at her. "I want you out! Get the hell out of my house!"

"No!" she yelled back, "this is my house too and I won't let you just tell me leave!"

Yamato chuckled, "tell you to leave? I'M KICKING YOU OUT!" he glared at her "my children will be home soon from school and I want you gone! They don't need to see you naked and with other man in the house! So get dressed and GET THE FUCK OUT!" he said, then turn around and left the room slamming the door behind him.

Yamato went straight to the kitchen and grabbed a beer from the fridge. Popping the cap he took a large swig from the brown cool bottle. He slammed the bottle on the counter and closed his eyes. Everything that had happened flashed through his mind, taking another drink Yamato felt lost. He wasn't sure what to do, how could he go around all this while sparing his children the chaos of it all? He couldn't. And that hurt more than anything, knowing that his children would be forced go through all of this because their mother just couldn't resist the trill of something new.

"Yamato..?" and there was that feeling again. That ache. "I-I'll be going now."

"Hm"

"I-I just want to say I'm sorry…"

Ignore her words and the emotions it brought up, he turned around and faced her. "I'll tell the kids you're going to be staying at a….friend's house for a while."

"O-okay," she stammered. She looked down and bit her lip, he knew she was going to say something that would break down his resolve and he couldn't let that happen so he cut her off before she could say anything.

"I think you should go now" he told her.

She nodded slowly and grabbed the bag she had packed quickly and left the house quietly.

A soft click was heard before Yamato allowed himself to slide down to the floor. And lose himself in the tears that seemed endless.

Minutes seemed to be hours and Yamato didn't know how long he stayed on that kitchen floor. That once cold brown bottle was now warm and still, ignoring that fact Yamato downed the rest of it. He stared blankly at the floor, he had this feeling of helplessness and he wasn't sure what to do. He felt completely lost. Where did things go now? What was he supposed to do now?

Yamato sat there quietly, would she had even told him the truth? How long would it have taken? He flinched as a single thought filled his mind, What if it was he children who had walked in on that?

Conviction filled him, Yamato stood up. He threw away the empty beer bottle and started on a snack for his kids to eat when they came home. He had to be strong for the both of them, he couldn't break down again like he just did.

Yamato wasn't supposed to find out but he did. Fate had a funny way of working but Yamato wouldn't let that bring him down. He could decide his own fate and the fate of his children and right now they weren't going too brought down by this. No, he was stronger then this, it wasn't going to be easy but Yamato could do it.

The door opened with a click the little patter of feet could be heard.

"We're home!"

Yeah, it wasn't going to be easy but he could do it, he could do it for these two wonderful children of his.

"Welcome home."

Okay, so? Did i get everything down okay? I think this is how Yamato would react if something like this happened. Hm, I'm kinda pissed now lol. I'm not sure how long this will be, maybe just a short story? i don't know yet, it all depends on where Yamato takes us! :P

Did you like it? If so could i have a Review please? You'll get a kiss from a blushing Ren if you do! :D

Love you all,

Kira~