A/n well here I am again. And if you didn't read Catch Me If You Can, I suggest reading that story before you read this one... but I suppose you don't have to. This story will be written very weird. It'll go from a sentence or two of Tai in real present time, to a journal entry from Matt, to a flash back of Matt's told in third person ('cause he's dead…so It can't be in first person…) but technically what you're reading is what Tai's reading it in first person (except not really because this is all made up).

Does that make sense? If not e-mail I or something and I'll try to explain it better. Dates are written in both British form and American 'cause ever since I was younger I've written it the British way, and I just realized like two months ago that I haven't been writing it correctly from where I live… so, I've been trying to break the habit but its really hard… soo… yeah… look for both. BTW this story has hints of Akira and Yamato, Daisuke and Ken, and Takeru and Iori.. I chose really random couples for this that you don't see that often.. so.. yeah...don't bother me about it just deal with it.. Still not a Taito.. although Tai and Yama are still kinda the main characters.

Disclaimer: I don't own digimon. But I own any random characters of mine I put in here….

??Beginning/ end of flash back.

Tai finally made it back to Ken and Dai's apartment after Matt's funeral... He went to his room and shut the door, it was time to read Matt's diary.

8/7/05

Today is the first day of the end of my life. It started off normal, but I walked across something I never should have seen, I wish I would've never walked down that ally today. Today is the day that my death was made clear to me and I don't know how much long I'll live……

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Matt sighed as he walked down the small ally, he knew he shouldn't be cutting back through here, it was known for being a dangerous place, drug dealers, and prostitutes were found both dead and alive in the alleyway. The only real reason he knew this was because Taichi and Ken always told him about some random person they had arrested back here. Yep. His two best friends were cops. That was kind of cool… even if they'd both still arrest him if they found him drunk or something.

He felt the wind pick up and he picked up his pace slightly, the weather men said it was going to rain, he hated rain and everything associated with rain. The dampness, the cooler weather, and well of course the annoying drops that hit you on the head. It was like being pelted with – well- water (he hated showers too) (1)…. He shook his head of the rather obscured thoughts of rain and continued through the ally, he slowed however, when he heard voices.

"I'm sorry, but you were supposed to pay Franken by today. I can't let you get away without paying now could I?" A mans voice filtered through the alleyway reaching the now intrigued blond, who snuck over to a wall and pressed himself against it, listening to the voice, continue about how it would be unfair to others if he let him live. He looked around the wall and spotted two men standing deep in the shadows, a taller one- who was speaking at the moment- and a smaller chubby man, who seemed to be begging for his life.

"Please, Please Nakota, I can have the money by next week, just give me till then." The chubbier one said. Nakota shook his head, he murmured something, and Matt couldn't understand he leaned closer, hoping to catch what was being said, before he had the chance however a gun fired and the man. Matt inhaled sharply, but kept from screaming, however Nakota seemed to have heard him and he started to stalk towards the noise, Yamato saw this and ran off back through the ally the opposite way, his walled dropping out of his pants as he tore around the corner. He ran back until he hit the old studio where his band and he used to practice, then, and only then did he stop to breath. He looked around cautiously before walking quickly the long way back to his shared apartment with Tai.

Nakota walked slowly up to where he had seen the blond male run off, he picked up the wallet the man had dropped and looked through it. "Ishida Yamato, Tsk, you are a naughty boy" The man smiled evilly and continued on his way to report back to his boss. He'd take care of the blond later, once his boss knew about him at least. It could turn out to be quite interesting. He smiled again. This could turn out very interesting.

Matt opened the door quietly, he had seen Akira's car in the driveway, which meant that Tai had become worried about him not being here-seeing as it was about ten o'clock at night and he was usually home by at least seven- and called his boyfriend, probably to send the entire world searching for him. He walked as quietly as he could past the living room where both boys sat talking quietly. You think he'd want to make his presents known so they wouldn't try to follow him everywhere, but, really after seeing what he had seen he really didn't want to talk to anyone so instead he snuck by. He opened the door to his room and closed it as quietly as possible, however, within five minutes a knock came on his door. "Matt," Akira said through the door, trying to coax Yamato into a talking mood. "Mato please" Matt sighed and placed his hand over his eyes and sighed. He may as well get this over with.

"The door is unlocked Ak'ra" Matt mumbled through his arm, he heard the door open and after a bit a warm body pressed against him, Akira wrapped his arms around Matt and pulled him closer. Yamato sighed but let Akira coax him into some sort of comfort.

"What's wrong babe?" Akira asked, mumbling into Matt's hair. Matt said nothing. How are you supposed to tell your boyfriend you watched some guy shoot someone else in the head? It wasn't an easy task so instead he was thinking of a lie to tell him. "C'mon Mato, the sooner you tell me the sooner I'll let you sleep" Akira nudged Yamato slightly, who grunted in return.

"I'm just tired Akira, I swear, can we just please sleep?" Matt asked, he snuggled in closer and shuffled around to face his green eyed boyfriend to make his point. He watched Akira's green eyes flash concern, but it soon melted into agreement.

"O.K...O.K, you win for now. But eventually we're going to talk about this 'cause it's totally more then you just being tired." Matt watched as the green eyes slowly closed, of course it was slightly hazy due to is own cobalt blue eyes were blinking rapidly trying not to close before the other boys. He finally let his eyes win and he fell asleep almost instantly.

He awoke the next morning to most of his body heat leaving him, he blinked a couple of times as he saw Akira changing out of the cloths he'd fallen asleep in last night. "Ak'ra 'ou 'eaded to w'rk?" Matt said in his usual cheery morning voice. Akira turned around and smiled softly at the still half asleep man on the bed.

"Yeah, go back to sleep. You are way dysfunctional this early in the morning." Akira said, walking over to the blond and kissing him lightly on the cheek, before heading over to the door to leave. He heard an 'Mka' from Matt before he quietly closed the door. He waved to Tai who was frantically looking for his tie (... he grimaced at the poor rhyme) and pointed to the Tie (still grimacing) for Tai... so he could leave. It was times like that where Akira wished Tai didn't hate being called Taichi… Shaking his head he saw Tai make a mad dash for said tie... which is when he decided he needed to get to work before he shot someone.(2)

About six or seven hours after Akira and Tai had left, Yamato awoke a second time to a sharp banging on his door. He got up groggily and went to open the door. He noticed that his clothes were the ones he wore last night; he made a face and went back to his room to change "The doors probably unlocked just come in and sit down." He yelled over his shoulder. He assumed it was Takeru. His little brother, they had planned a day out in the city together for today. Matt quickly changed and walked back out into the living room. He looked around, and immediately spotted the man he'd seen last night- who happened to be holding a gun- Matt froze on the spot.

"Relax; I'm probably not going to shoot you. I just wanted to bring back you're wallet Ishida." The man- Nakota- said, holding out the leather wallet with the word Atreyu (3) written across it. "Go on take it. I won't hurt you Ishida," Matt slowly walked towards the man and grabbed his wallet. He slowly backed up again.

"What do you want? You didn't just come here to give me my wallet." Matt said, glaring at the man in front of him. The man smiled.

"Oh goodie, I was waiting for this Ishida. My boss, after finding out that you saw me helping old Junta remember what his priorities were, decided that we'll give you a choice on what you want to do. You, my dear friend, can join Franken's crew and help me with our- problems" Nakota said, smiling again– his smile seemed to stretch across his face in an evil manner. Yamato hesitated, not sure of what he was supposed to do.

"And if I refuse?" Matt asked hesitantly, he already knew the answer but he felt it necessary to ask to help his decision. Nakota just smiled more and began fiddling with his gun. The answer was clear. Either Matt did what he wanted or, he had a bullet through his head. He sighed, almost ready to give in when a new idea popped into his mind. He slowly reached for his cell phone.

"Tsk Tsk Tsk, bad idea, Ishida, I think you'll find that choice will also leave a bullet in you're head. Although, with out this, it's hard to make the call you wish to make." Nakota held up Yamato's envy phone (4).

"Well Fuck" Yamato exclaimed sinking into the nearest chair. He sighed and looked back at Nakota who's smile seemed to grow wider- something Matt wish he would stop doing- " I suppose you have me at the disadvantage then. So what would I have to do?" Nakota's smile grew again. Matt started to wonder if his face ever got stuck like that.

"My dear Ishida, all you must do is assist me just assist me." Nakota said, his ever growing smile creeping Yamato out more and more. Matt hesitated but, seeing no other option – well death but that wasn't wanted-

"All I have to do is help right?" Matt asked wearily, Nakota, nodded his head yes. Yamato gave a heavy sigh. "Ok. I'll do what you wish." He hung his head defeated. He knew this would not work out to his advantage in the end.

Nakota smiled, and handed Yamato his Envy back, along with a new phone- a blackberry-"We'll be in touch Ishida" Nakota said, getting up and disappearing through the still open door. Matt looked down at the phone, wondering briefly what he'd gotten himself into. He noticed the message from his little brother- he was late getting back from a date with Iori (5) - and wouldn't be able to make their day. Matt was slightly glad for that, however he sighed, and went and sat by the window. As soon as he looked out, rain began to hit the pains (6). Matt growled but continued to watch the rain, as it slid down the glass, forming little paths as it went. He felt a sudden depression hit him as one of the rain drops got stuck between paths of another rain drop. He felt the sudden urge to get everything out of his mind. So he did the only mindless thing he could think of. He cleaned.

About four hours later, Yamato sat scrubbing the floor for about the sixth time, he didn't hesitate or stop when Akira walked through the door. "Yama?" He said, watching his frantic boyfriend scrub the floor. "Mato, how long have you been cleaning?" Akira knew there was something seriously wrong with Yamato; he only cleaned when something had gone horribly wrong in his life – or when Tai decided to have a party (but really to Yamato that counted as something horribly wrong)-

"Since about noon." Matt said, sighing and putting down his brush. His water had gone cold again. He went to the bathroom to dump it out. "Why are you here? Shouldn't you be entertaining Takashi and Yukata?" Matt asked, almost every other Wednesday night the Teen Aged Wolves still went out for a drink, although Yamato never went drinking with them. He hated alcohol and drinking. He found it a waste of time. A lot of the times however Yamato would join them after they got back from drinking and play video games and mess around….even if they were grown men. They still acted like children.

Akira watched Yamato and walked with him as he went to refill his cleaning bucket. However after he dumped the old bucket out, Akira grabbed it from Matt and made him look himself in the eyes. "I was worried about you so I canceled it. Now I'm getting you to bed." Akira picked him up without any other thought and dumped him into his bed. Ignoring the protest he walked back out and waited for Taichi to come home so they could have some sort of a talk about Matt and what they should do.(7)

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Tai let the journal slip through his fingers and land on the floor. He remembered that conversation with Akira... he couldn't believe all this was happening. He felt horrible that Akira and He hadn't taken more effort to get to the bottom of Matt's sudden depression all those years ago. He sighed, but continued to read anyhow…His eyes opened in shock. What he was reading was both amazing and horrifying how could this have happened?

1: This is weird... My characters usually love rain… but for some reason it worked out better to have Matt hate the rain... It's weird…

2: Tai and tie rhyme and things like this bother me…. So I felt a need to write in a scene with Tai and a tie so you could all feel my pain... 'cause once it starts for me it never quits… It was like this one time. I know this guy named Barry and he was eating a berry…... I hate that so much.

3: Atreyu my current favorite band I have a leather wallet like that. There pretty good I think... But only if you like Metalish music… otherwise you probably won't like them.

4: I really like the Envy phone...and I've always wanted one. So I felt I should give Matt one…

5: I've always wanted to try this coupling……and now I have... I may just have to dive deeper into that relationship.

6: The sheets of glass in the window… I know that pains isn't the correct spelling but I can't figure out how its spelled and my spell checks being dumb… anyone want to help with that??

7: two days and Akira and Tai are worried sick... its kind of sad that this goes on for three years……